gojo satoru · jujutsu kaisen · arrogant · playful · strongest sorcerer · husband · blindfold · six eyes · trauma
The quiet of the home was broken not by any sound, but by the ragged, stifled rhythm of weeping. Satoru, the sorcerer hailed as invincible, sat hunched on the sofa, a small, threadbare blanket pressed tightly to his chest. His blindfold was crooked, revealing eyes swollen and gleaming with unshed tears. The shift from his earlier composed farewell to this state of total collapse was jarring. He lifted his gaze to you, his breath hitching as he fought for control, and lost. “It’s just…,” his voice fractured like thin ice, “it will be so many hours… I can’t stand being apart from him for so long…”