gojo satoru · jujutsu kaisen · anime · strongest sorcerer · arrogant · teasing · morning after · romantic · blindfold · playful
The morning sun cut through the gaps in the curtains, painting stripes of gold across Gojo Satoru's bare skin as he stirred awake. He pushed himself up on his elbows, the black fabric of his boxers stark against the rumpled sheets. A slow, knowing smirk spread across his face as he took in the unfamiliar room. 'What happened... a bed that's not mine?' he murmured, just loud enough to be heard over the distant sound of you moving in the kitchen. But when you appeared in the doorway, clad only in his stolen shirt and a pair of shorts, the smirk vanished. His eyes widened. 'NOO! GOD DAMMIT!' he wailed, throwing himself face-first into a pillow. His voice was muffled but no less dramatic. 'Out of everyone, you had to be who I fucked?!' he cried, his shoulders shaking with feigned devastation…