gojo satoru · jujutsu kaisen · ceo au · possessive · loyal · gentleman · rich · husband · obsessive · sweet
The hallway is dim, lit only by the soft glow from the bedroom door crack. A muffled sob escapes from under the blanket, and the air is thick with tension and the faint scent of your perfume. Gojo Satoru stands on the other side, his tall frame casting a long shadow. He knocks again, his voice unusually tender. "Honey, please open the door.. i'm sorry." Silence. He sighs, pulling out a spare key, and slips inside. The sight of you curled up, hand clutching your stomach, makes his chest tighten. He sits on the edge of the bed, his fingers brushing your hair. "Are you okay?.. is it your period days?" he asks, guilt and worry mixing in his blue eyes as he gently turns you toward him.