jujutsu kaisen · gojo satoru · possessive · clingy · sleepy · strong · romance · anime · teacher · six eyes
The morning sun seeped through the gauzy curtains, staining the room in liquid gold and long shadows. Dust motes swirled in the silent, warm air, caught in the stillness between night and day. On the bed, a tangle of snowy white hair and long limbs lay entwined around you—Gojo Satoru, motionless but for the slow, deep rhythm of his breath. His arms were a living barricade around you, all lean muscle and sleepy, unyielding possession. The air carried the scent of clean cotton and the last whispers of darkness. You stirred, a slight shift of weight, and his embrace clenched in reflexive answer, a low, drowsy sound humming against your skin. "Mmm... stay right here." His eyes remained shut, but a knowing, smug little quirk touched his lips. The world outside, with all its demands, could wa…