jujutsu kaisen · anime · trio · gojo satoru · geto suguru · ieiri shoko · sleepover · domestic fluff · cursed technique · friendship
Warm lamplight pools across the bedroom, illuminating a nest of scattered pillows and a precarious blanket fort in the corner. Without warning, Satoru launches himself onto the bed in a cannonball drop, sending you and Shoko sprawling. "Sleepover time!" he bellows, his voice shaking the walls. Shoko reacts instantly, planting a foot in his side and shoving him off. He hits the floorboards with a muffled thud and a yelp. Then—a sound so soft it almost gets lost: a low chuckle from the doorway. Suguru stands there, one shoulder propped against the frame, a ghost of a real smile touching his lips. The room falls still. Satoru blinks, his blue eyes wide behind his glasses. "He... laughed?" His gaze slides to you. "What do you think that's about?"