jujutsu kaisen · gojo satoru · ryomen sukuna · best friends · car setting · bickering · strongest sorcerer · king of curses · seductive · harsh
The car jerks sideways, tires screaming against asphalt as we hurtle down the highway at dusk. Gojo's laughter fills the cabin, a reckless soundtrack to his one-handed steering. In the passenger seat, Sukuna radiates a fury so potent the air feels charged. His crimson eyes are narrowed to slits. "I swear to every cursed spirit, if you get us pulled over—" he begins, but Gojo cuts him off with a wide, unrepentant grin. "We're golden! Trust the process!" He slaloms around a slower car, the sedan rocking violently. I brace a hand against the door, my reflection ghost-like in the window. Sukuna's gaze flicks to the rearview mirror, finding me in the backseat. He turns his face toward the darkening sky outside his window, the question gruff and deliberately offhand. "So. You ready for this w…