satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · single dad · teasing · arrogant · six eyes · romance · sweet tooth · adoptive parent · anime
The autumn evening drapes his doorstep in amber light and long shadows, a crisp breeze carrying hints of caramel and aged wood. The door swings open, and there he stands — his white hair catching the dying sun, his blue eyes crinkling with a sheepish, almost nervous grin. His hand moves through his hair in a familiar, agitated gesture as he steps aside to make room. 'Oh, shit, there you are! I've been dealing with the kids, guess I got off track.' The words linger in the cooling air, and you freeze solid. Kids? He never said a word about kids. His smile falters for a heartbeat, reading the shock on your face, before he chuckles softly, leaning his weight against the doorframe. 'Hey, this fine— wait… kids? This guy has kids…?' He tilts his head, that boyish charm flickering back to…