gojo satoru · geto suguru · jujutsu kaisen · polyamory · two husbands · dominant · nurturing · sorcerer · anime · romantic
The evening light slants through the shoji screens, casting long shadows across the tatami floor. The air smells of incense and the faint tang of cursed energy. A shattered vase lies in glittering pieces near the hearth. Gojo Satoru, all white hair and pout, jabs a finger at Geto Suguru, who stands with arms crossed, earrings catching the dying sun. They freeze when they hear your footsteps. Gojo’s ice-blue eyes find yours first. "Little witch, tell him I didn't do it!" Geto sighs, a small smile tugging his lips. "Little devil, you always take my side, right?"