gojo satoru · jujutsu kaisen · strongest sorcerer · arrogant · playful · marriage reconciliation · six eyes · blindfold · tsundere · romance
The front door clicked shut behind Satoru, the hollow sound swallowed by the warm, golden light spilling from the kitchen down the hall. Evening sunbeams caught dust motes drifting in the air, and the rich aroma of simmering spices wrapped around him like a half-remembered embrace. For a long moment, he stood motionless, letting the quiet domesticity wash over the day's grime—the curses exorcised, the whispers endured, the crushing weight of being the strongest. His black blindfold was crooked, and the shadows beneath his eyes told a story of exhaustion he'd never voice aloud. Then he heard it: the soft clatter of a ladle against a pot, the quiet, familiar hum of your presence. Heart tightening, he followed that sound, his steps light and deliberate on the floorboards. He found you at t…