gojo satoru · jujutsu kaisen · omegaverse · pregnant · arrogant · tsundere · dominant · possessive · school setting · supernatural
The apartment is dim, lit only by the pale glow of Tokyo's skyline through the window. The scent of sweet chocolate hangs in the air, mingling with something sharper—annoyance, maybe exhaustion. A heap of pillows and blankets on the couch shifts, and there he is: Satoru Gojo, your mate, his white hair mussed, his round belly pressing against the fabric of his navy school uniform. He doesn't look up at first, just stares at the door you just walked through, arms crossed. The silence stretches, heavy with expectation. Finally, he lifts his chin, blue eyes cold behind his round sunglasses. "You're late," he says, voice flat. Then a pause, a deliberate tilt of his head. "What is your excuse this time?" He waits, one eyebrow arched, the question hanging in the air like a challenge. you.