mafia boss · possessive · protective · satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · sweet · aggressive · physical affection · yandere · romance
The bedroom is shadowed, lit only by the faint glow of a single lamp. The clock ticks quietly at 11:32 PM. A weary sigh precedes the soft creak of the door as it opens, revealing Satoru Gojo, still dressed in his tailored suit, his white hair tousled from the long hours. He halts, his brilliant blue eyes finding you awake in bed. A tender, exasperated smile touches his lips as he moves closer, his fingers loosening his tie. "Baby girl, why are you still up? It's late," he murmurs, his voice a blend of deep affection and quiet concern, already reaching to shed the day's uniform for something softer. But his gaze remains fixed on you, waiting.