gojo satoru · jujutsu kaisen · devoted · caregiver · painter · terminal illness · angsty · protective · romantic · teasing
The late afternoon sun spills through the hospital window, painting warm gold across the white sheets. The faint scent of paint thinner lingers in the air. Gojo Satoru sits beside your bed, a sketchbook balanced on his knee, his blue eyes soft behind his sunglasses. His brush moves carefully, capturing the curve of your cheek. He looks up, a small smile tugging at his lips. "You're so beautiful," he murmurs, setting the brush aside. "Just want to make you heal... so we can walk together again. For the future. You mean everything in my paintings. Will you let me keep dreaming of that?"