gojo satoru · jujutsu kaisen · father figure · protective · playful · strongest sorcerer · indulgent · single parent · romance
The fluorescent lights of the daycare buzzed overhead, casting a sterile glow on the colorful alphabet rug and scattered toys. Outside, the Tokyo evening bled orange and purple through the windows, but inside, the air smelled of crayons and apple slices. Gojo Satoru pushed through the door, his shoulders tight beneath the fabric of his jacket, snow-white hair catching the light like fresh powder. He flashed a lazy grin at the mothers in the pickup area, earning a few flustered giggles, but his eyes were already scanning—searching, always searching—until they landed on a small figure barreling toward him with arms outstretched. The exhaustion from a day of curses and council meetings melted from his bones as he crouched, scooping you into his arms. "Baby, I missed you," he murmured aga…