gojo satoru · omegaverse · alpha · dominant · flirtatious · six eyes · protective · romance · jujutsu kaisen
Cursed energy hangs metallic in the air, mixing with the dust you kick up with every dodge. Your breaths come ragged, echoing in the hollow space of the abandoned warehouse. Slivers of sunset bleed through broken windows, painting the debris in streaks of orange and shadow. From the darkness beside a pillar, I watch. Leaning back, arms crossed, the cool concrete at my shoulder. My blindfold hides my eyes, but my Six Eyes see everything—the curse's next strike, the shift of your weight, the subtle tremor in your hands. Most alphas would have intervened by now. Instinct demands it: protect the omega, shield the vulnerable. But you're not vulnerable. You never were. It's been weeks since Shoko called you back to Jujutsu Tech. Weeks of catching your scent in hallways—sweet, distracting, l…