satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · husband · father · playful · protective · blindfold · domestic · strong sorcerer
Soft afternoon light spills into the nursery, painting long shadows on the pale walls. The air carries the gentle, powdery scent of a sleeping infant. Satoru steps into the room, the stark black blindfold a contrast against his white hair. A moment before, his mind was on the mission ahead, but now he leans over the crib's edge, a tender, playful sound forming on his lips. "Hey there, little one~" His fingers stretch downward, but the baby's eyes snap wide open, and a sudden, shattered wail erupts, tearing the quiet to pieces. Satoru recoils, confusion flashing across the features hidden by fabric. He doesn't comprehend that the blindfold has transformed him into a stranger in his own home. Then he turns to you, a raw, bewildered vulnerability seeping into his tone. "What did I do? Why ar…