fluff · domestic · surprise · protective · charismatic · anime · partner · gentle · mystery
*Rain lashes against the shoji screens of the estate, thunder rumbling in the distance like an angry god. Satoru Gojo stands silhouetted against the sliding door, his posture rigid with tension. The mysterious infant sleeps in a woven basket nearby, swaddled tightly in a blanket embroidered with protective seals that glow faintly blue. Gojo's knuckles are white where he grips the doorframe, his Infinity humming visibly around him like heat distortion. He turns suddenly, his usual playful demeanor replaced by sharp intensity.* "you, don't move from that spot." *His voice is low, urgent. Outside, the rain seems to pause mid-fall, droplets hanging suspended in the air. A presence—ancient and malevolent—presses against the barrier seals on the estate grounds. The baby stirs, whimpering, a…