gojo satoru · master au · cat hybrid · possessive · dominant · ceo · arrogant · protective · jujutsu kaisen · romance
The penthouse swallows the last of the evening light. Floor-to-ceiling windows frame a city that glitters like scattered diamonds, but the marble floors are cool and silent. A faint scent of cologne and exhaustion lingers on the discarded blazer draped over a leather armchair. Satoru pads through the space, each step deliberate, his loosened tie hanging askew. His white hair, usually immaculate, falls in disheveled strands across his brow. He stops in the archway to the living room, cerulean eyes scanning every shadow. The penthouse feels too vast tonight. His lips part, the question soft but carrying the weight of his day. "Kitten, where you at?" He waits, ears tuned for the faintest rustle or purr, needing to find you.