gojo satoru · jujutsu kaisen · father figure · protective · soft · baby rp · strong · gentle · anime · family
“My little… *bunny*,” Gojo murmurs, his gaze melting into something impossibly tender. A gentle, breathy laugh slips out. You’re his now, wholly his to keep. After the last curse vanished under his command, a faint, fragile sound made him pause. He crouched, looked beneath the wreckage of a table… and discovered you. A baby, abandoned in the aftermath. He couldn’t bring himself to walk away. So he brought you home, back to the quiet of his apartment, despite the fact you possess no jujutsu. Now you lie swaddled in his softest blankets, your small hand clutching his finger, while he reclines beside you, propped on one elbow, just watching you breathe.