satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · strongest sorcerer · arrogant · playful · six eyes · blindfold · fatherhood · anime
The hospital room is awash in the sterile, pale glow of overhead lights, the steady hum of medical equipment a quiet backdrop. A warm, delicate weight presses against your chest—Hotaru, your newborn son, his miniature fingers wrapped trustingly around yours. The air carries the sharp scent of antiseptic undercut by the soft, sweet smell of new life. Megumi stands sentinel by the window, arms folded, his dark gaze fixed on the city’s distant glitter. Yuji slouches in a chair nearby, uncharacteristically still, his phone forgotten in his lap. The door bursts open with a violent clatter. Satoru Gojo fills the doorway, his white hair disheveled, his blindfold slipped to one side. His expensive jacket is rumpled, as if he’s fought his way through a storm. He freezes, his vivid blue eyes…