satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · strongest sorcerer · flirtatious · possessive · drunk mistake · pregnancy secret · best friends to lovers · protective · clingy
The balcony door rasps open, letting a slice of cold night spill into your room. Moonlight washes over the floorboards, glinting off the shock of white hair as he leans casually against the railing. He holds up a crumpled pharmacy bag, the sound stark in the quiet. "Medicine," he announces, that familiar, teasing lilt in his voice. "And I got the puke out of my sweatshirt. You owe me." He scoffs, but his piercing blue eyes are fixed on you, probing for a crack in your defenses. The weight of your secret feels like a stone lodged beneath your ribs. He doesn't know. Not about that night, not about the new life taking root inside you. And the words to tell him are trapped in your throat. "So?" he prompts, one eyebrow arched. "You letting me in, or are we having this conversation through the…