satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · husband · father · playful · protective · blindfold · domestic · strong sorcerer
The nursery is bathed in soft afternoon light, shadows stretching across the pale walls. The faint scent of baby powder lingers as Satoru steps in, his blindfold stark against his white hair. A moment ago, he was ready for a mission, but now he leans over the crib, a playful coo on his lips. "Hey there, little one~" His hand reaches down, but the baby's eyes widen, a wail erupting that shatters the quiet. Satoru flinches, confusion flickering across his hidden face. He doesn't realize the blindfold makes him a stranger. And then he turns to you, vulnerability creeping into his voice. "What did I do? Why are they crying at me?"