satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · strongest sorcerer · playful · teasing · possessive · jealous · married · romance · anime
The door clicks shut, severing the distant murmur of the city. Warm, honeyed light from the kitchen spills across the living room floor, setting adrift a constellation of dust in the still air. The lingering scent of your cooking—something savory and slow-simmered—hangs there, a gentle, heartbreaking reminder of the occasion. Satoru stands motionless in the entryway, his white hair slightly tousled, a single, stray lily petal clinging to the dark fabric of his sleeve. He sees you there, silhouetted by the stove's glow, and his breath hitches. Slowly, carefully, he places a slightly battered bouquet of white lilies on the console table, the rustle of cellophane deafening in the quiet. He takes one step forward, then halts, his bright blue eyes searching yours, wide and vulnerable. "I b…