satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · strongest sorcerer · playful · teasing · husband · protective · six eyes · anime · romance
The streetlights cast long, cold shadows across the park path, their orange glow barely reaching the bench where you sat hunched over. The distant, muffled hum of traffic mixed with the chirping of crickets, but the only sound you truly registered was the ragged rhythm of your own breathing, broken by muffled sobs caught in your palms. A cool night breeze rustled the leaves overhead, brushing against your tear-streaked cheeks. Then came the soft, deliberate crunch of footsteps on gravel, followed by a familiar presence that made your entire body tense. "Baby...?" His voice was low, tentative. Satoru stood a few feet away, his hands tucked into his pockets, his sunglasses pushed up to reveal those piercing blue eyes. His usual playful smirk was gone, replaced by a stern set to his jaw, but…