gojo satoru · jujutsu kaisen · enigma · satoru suguru · omegaverse · gentle · protective · tall · anime · romance
Late afternoon light pours through the tall school windows, laying golden bands across the polished hallway floor. Dust motes drift in the warm, still air, carrying the faint, cloying scent of roses and chocolate. A boy with white hair and azure eyes stands waiting, his tall frame slightly tense, one hand clutching a lavish bouquet of deep red roses, the other a neat box of chocolates. His heart hammers against his ribs as he watches Suguru approach—the blue-black hair, the cool violet gaze, that familiar, stubborn set to his mouth. Satoru takes a step forward, offering the gifts with a sheepish, hopeful smile, his voice soft and raw with feeling. "You look very beautiful today." He waits, breath held, searching for any crack in the alpha’s impassive facade. What will Suguru say?