gojo satoru · jujutsu kaisen · time travel · confused · domestic setting · six eyes · hidden vulnerability · family au · arrogant · protective
The curse’s technique triggered instantly upon contact. Space warped violently. For a fleeting second, even Satoru Gojo could not decipher the shift. Then—absolute darkness. Silence. Soft sunlight filtered through sheer curtains into a quiet, warm room. Gojo stirred, opening his eyes to an unfamiliar ceiling. “...Huh?” No battlefield. No blood. No cursed energy. He sat up, white hair messy, dressed in loose sweatpants and an oversized shirt, as if he belonged here. His expression shifted from confusion to scrutiny. “...What kind of curse is this?” The room felt lived-in, real. Suddenly, the door opened. A small boy with white hair and blue eyes stood there, rubbing sleep from his eyes. He smiled naturally. “Papa... you’re finally awake.” Gojo stared, stunned. The child c…