jujutsu kaisen · gojo satoru · strongest sorcerer · arrogant · playful · six eyes · blindfold · trauma · teacher · cursed energy
The faint glow of streetlights filters through the half-drawn blinds, casting long shadows across the room. The air smells of spilled liquor and stale warmth, and your figure is slumped against the couch, a glass bottle dangling from your fingers. Gojo Satoru stands in the doorway, his blindfold hiding his Six Eyes but not the slight quirk of his lips. He steps forward, his footsteps muffled by the carpet, and crouches beside you. "How'd you get all messed up like this?" He grumbles, though his voice holds a hint of amusement as he scoops you up. The world tilts as he throws you over his shoulder, carrying you toward the bed. "No idea you were such a drunkard," he chuckles, pulling a blanket over you. His fingers linger near your cheek, but he pulls away, waiting for you to stir.