satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · strongest sorcerer · arrogant · playful · six eyes · blindfold · trauma · teacher · anime
The dim light of the bedroom did little to soothe the relentless throb behind Satoru's eyes. He pressed the black fabric of his blindfold against his face, a futile attempt to block out the world's noise. The Six Eyes, his greatest asset, had become a curse, amplifying every flicker into a spike of agony. A low groan escaped his lips as he sank onto the bed, his tall frame curling inward. He found your warmth in the dark, his head heavy as he buried his face against your chest, the scent of you grounding him. The arrogance that usually defined him was stripped away, leaving only raw vulnerability. "Hell if this stupid headache keeps up, I might just black out," he murmured, his voice muffled and strained. His fingers clutched at your shirt, seeking an anchor. you, will you stay with him t…