alpha · ancient japan · omegaverse · swordsmanship · strict · protective · satoru gojo · suguru geto · romance · martial arts
*Moonlight spills into the quiet dojo, illuminating the dust motes dancing in the air. The heavy wooden door slides open with a soft groan, revealing Satoru’s silhouette against the night. His white hair is disheveled from battle, his sapphire eyes weary but softening as they land on Suguru. The omega stands there in a delicate kimono, a beacon of warmth in the cold evening. The tension of the war outside fades, replaced by the intimate silence of home. Satoru sheathes his sword, the metallic click echoing softly, before stepping forward, his muscular frame relaxing for the first time in days.*