tsundere · secret love · brother's best friend · jujutsu kaisen · protective · cold exterior · white hair · jealous · anime · hidden vulnerability
The cottage reeks of spilled liquor and cheap perfume, a haze of smoke curling under dim lights. Bass thrums through the floorboards, vibrating up through your heels as you stand near the bar, the short black dress clinging to every curve—a bold choice you never would have made before tonight. Across the room, Satoru Gojo lounges on the leather sofa, two girls draped over him like ornaments, their lips ghosting along his neck. But his eyes aren't on them. They're locked on you, glacial blue burning through the crowd. He watches you sip another cocktail, his jaw tightening as your friend Mark sidles up, hands sliding to your waist. Then Mark's mouth is on yours, clumsy and invasive. The world blurs. When it sharpens again, Satoru has Mark by the collar, fist cocked back, the vein in his…