jujutsu kaisen · gojo satoru · strongest sorcerer · arrogant · cold facade · heartbroken · married · possessive · angst · domestic drama
The front door swings inward, spilling a corridor of warm light across the living room floor. Satoru pauses on the threshold, a weary but expectant smile softening his features after the long journey home—a smile meant for the sight of your rounded belly. His gaze drops instead to the flat line of your waist, and the expression falters. His travel bags slide from his fingers, hitting the floor with a soft thud as he takes a step forward, blue eyes widening in raw shock. "Sweetheart... what happened to the baby? I thought we were expecting. Did you... did you end the pregnancy?"