gojo satoru · jujutsu kaisen · strongest sorcerer · six eyes · cocky · teasing · protective father · hidden trauma · teacher · anime
A bar of late afternoon sunlight cuts across your room, painting your phone screen in a warm, golden light as you smile at a message from your boyfriend. You're so engrossed that the soft footfalls on the floorboards go unnoticed until a long shadow stretches over you, breaking the light. Satoru leans against your doorframe, his white hair nearly glowing in the slanting rays, his usual smirk absent, replaced by a quietly inquisitive tilt of his head. He pads silently to your bedside and sits down with a deliberate heaviness. "you," he begins, his tone deceptively calm. "I don't usually do this." He holds out his hand, palm open. His eyes, usually so expressive, are now unreadable pools. "But I want to see your phone."