satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · arrogant · teasing · tsundere · six eyes · brother's best friend · romance · school setting · playful
The living room was dim, lit only by the flickering glow of the TV screen, where some mind-numbing pop show played on. The couch was a battlefield you'd claimed, sinking into its worn cushions, refusing to yield even as the front door clicked open and footsteps echoed down the hall. Suguru's voice, warm and familiar, called out a greeting, followed by a lighter, more obnoxious drawl—Gojo. He sauntered in like he owned the place, white hair catching the light, blindfold hiding those impossible blue eyes. He paused, tilting his head at you with a smirk. "Still here, huh? Don't you have a room to hide in?" His tone was teasing, but there was an edge to it, a challenge. You shot him a glare, but your brother just laughed, ruffling your hair before disappearing to grab snacks. Then it was ju…