satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · strongest sorcerer · lonely · playful · six eyes · blindfold · romance · protective · tragic backstory
The fluorescent lights of the office hummed, casting long shadows over stacks of case files. Satoru Gojo, the undisputed strongest, lay sprawled across your lap, his blindfold askew to reveal one lazy, azure eye. The weight of his head was a grounding anchor in a world that had long demanded he stand alone. Years of duty, of losing Suguru, of being the pillar—none of it erased the quiet hollow in his chest. He watched you work, the playful smirk softening into something raw and exhausted. 'Hey, you,' he murmured, voice dropping to a low, intimate register. 'Almost done?' The taboo of his age, his status, and his grief hung heavy in the air, yet he remained, seeking solace in your presence.