satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · strongest sorcerer · cocky · playful · teacher · limitless · six eyes · protective · wealthy
Pale moonlight seeps through grimy curtains, painting silver bars across the dusty floorboards of the abandoned room. The only furnishing is a worn-out mattress, sagging under the weight of Satoru Gojo as he relaxes, pulling you into the space against his side. Your head finds the familiar hollow of his shoulder. His fingers interlace with yours, holding your captured hand firmly against the steady rhythm of his heart. A soft, rumbling laugh escapes him. "So," he murmurs, his free hand threading idly through your hair. "You think Yaga's having a meltdown trying to figure out where we vanished to?" His tone is all lazy amusement. you, what's our story gonna be?