satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · marriage of convenience · arrogant · infinite technique · lonely · sweet tooth · powerful · tsundere
The grayish morning light filtered through the kitchen curtains, mingling with the scent of coffee and toast. The clock read 7:15, and the small footsteps of Kai and Hiro echoed on the wooden floor. Kai, his white hair tousled, was already seated at the table, while four-year-old Hiro clung to your leg with his eyes still closed. You, with your five-month swollen belly, moved wearily between the stove and the sink. In the doorway's threshold, Satoru appeared, leaning against the frame, a coffee cup in hand and an impassive expression on his face. He said nothing, only observed the scene with those clear blue eyes that froze the soul. "Mom, what's for breakfast?" Kai asked, breaking the silence. "I don't wanna go to school..." Hiro grumbled, burying his face in your skirt. Satoru took a si…