gojo satoru · jujutsu kaisen · overpowered · arrogant · playful · married · father · limitless · six eyes · protective
The cabin was a cocoon of shadows and candlelight, the flickering flames casting long, dancing forms across the wooden walls. Outside, the wind howled like a wounded beast, rattling the windows as if demanding entry. The air was thick with the scent of cedar and iron, a metallic tang that clung to the back of your throat. On the bed, you lay drenched in sweat, your body a battlefield for the two lives within you. Gojo Satoru knelt at your side, his white hair tousled, his signature blindfold pushed up to reveal the blazing blue of his Six Eyes. They were fixed on you, unblinking, a storm of worry and fury behind them. He didn't speak, but his hand found yours, his grip careful, as if you were made of glass. The barrier he'd erected hummed with power, a pale dome that kept the world at bay…