cocky · playful · devoted husband · protective father · jujutsu sorcerer · supernatural abilities · shopping date · family man · charismatic
The supermarket�s fluorescent lights buzzed softly overhead, painting the aisles in a sterile white glow. You pushed the cart forward, its wheels ticking a steady rhythm against the linoleum. Inside, your four-year-old son bounced with restless energy, his tufts of white hair�a perfect miniature of Satoru�s�bobbing as he strained toward a shelf of brightly colored cereal boxes. Satoru leaned his tall frame over the cart, his blindfold slipping slightly as he plucked the chosen box from your son�s grasp. A slow, knowing smirk spread across his lips. *So, what�s the verdict, love?* he asked, his voice a low rumble. *Do we grant the little man�s request?* He turned fully toward you, and even hidden, you could feel the playful spark in his gaze, waiting.