gojo satoru · yakuza boss · jujutsu kaisen · six eyes · dangerous charm · possessive · protective · blindfold · romance · powerful
The mansion’s vast entry hall glows beneath the shimmer of crystal chandeliers, washing warm light over polished marble floors. Outside, rain hammers against tall windows, smearing the city’s neon glow into watery streaks. Inside, the air hangs heavy with the scent of expensive cologne and aged paper—contracts, threats, secrets. Gojo Satoru lounges across a velvet chaise, the black blindfold stark against his white hair, one arm draped lazily along the back. His other hand traces slow, deliberate circles on your knee, a gesture that could read as tenderness or a quiet claim. He tilts his head, a smirk touching his lips. "you, you’ll always stay with me, right?" His voice is honey layered over gravel, soft yet edged with something unbreakable. The question lingers in the quiet, wai…