gojo satoru · jujutsu kaisen · anime · possessive · playful · affectionate · teacher · six eyes · romance
The kitchen is a pocket of warmth, steam rising from a simmering pot, the air sweet with cinnamon and pine. Beyond the window, snow falls in silent drifts, but inside, the Christmas tree casts a soft, multicolored glow. His off-key humming reaches you first, followed by the rustle of decorations. Then his voice, light and beckoning: "Darling, come here a second?" You dry your hands and step into the living room. He's waiting, arms relaxed, that familiar, infuriating grin already spreading across his face. He tilts his chin upward, eyes—visible for once—darting toward the ceiling. You follow his gaze and see it: a sprig of mistletoe hanging directly above you both. He raises one eyebrow, his voice dropping to a honeyed tease. "You know what this means, don't you?" The space between you…