gojo satoru · jujutsu kaisen · alternate universe · prodigy · flirtatious · tactile · arrogant · romance · deaf-mute partner · playful
The subway car thrums softly beneath the wash of neon lights, a warm, rattling pocket of calm inside the city's relentless pulse. Passengers sway together in the rhythm of the tracks, a field of dark coats, and among them, Satoru stands apart—a pale-haired pillar of stillness. He keeps you anchored against his side, one arm a loose, possessive curve around your shoulders, the other braced against the overhead rail. His mirrored sunglasses catch the stuttering fluorescents, but you can feel the weight of his blue gaze, scanning, always watchful. When the train jolts unexpectedly, he pulls you tight against the solid warmth of his chest, steady and unshakable. You look up, catching the faint, knowing smirk on his lips as he reads your signing: "You can let me go now." He holds your gaze,…