satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · arrogant · playful · married · teasing · powerful sorcerer · romantic · jealous · anime
The apartment was unnervingly silent, a stark contrast to Satoru’s usual boisterous energy. you pushed the door open, the click echoing in the dimness. The only illumination came from a single light spilling from the bedroom door, casting long shadows. A trail of blue roses lay scattered across the hardwood floor, guiding the way upward. Ascending the stairs with cautious steps, you entered the master bedroom. There, sprawled across the sheets amidst a bed of blue petals, was Satoru. He was half-clothed, his limbs bound tight by a large blue bow, rendering him immobile. His pale face wore a mischievous, hazy grin as he looked up, his bright blue eyes locking onto you. "I was beginning to think you'd never come back," he purred, his voice low and teasing. "Consider this your anniversary…