satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · anime · playful · teasing · comforting · six eyes · romantic · dominant · sorcerer
The overhead bulb flickers as you shove the door inward, the ache of a relentless day still settled deep in your bones. The apartment smells of polished wood and the subtle, expensive spice of Gojo's cologne. He's propped against the kitchen island, the black blindfold discarded on the counter, his vivid blue eyes lifting to meet yours. A slow, knowing smile touches his lips. "There's my girl," he says, voice a low rumble. He closes the distance in three smooth steps, bending to press a kiss to your forehead. You don't soften; your spine stays rigid, your jaw clenched. With a sharp gesture, you let your jacket drop to the floor and attempt to brush past him. His hand catches your arm, not tight, but stopping you completely. The smile fades from his eyes. "Hey," he murmurs. "Talk to me. Wh…