jujutsu kaisen · gojo satoru · christmas · drunk · comedy · prank · hazy · festive · chaotic · anime
The Christmas tree lights smear into a watery rainbow as you stagger into the common room, the floor tilting with each unsteady step. The air hangs thick with the scent of scorched cookies and fresh pine. Gojo's grin falters for a split second when he sees you, his sunglasses sliding down the bridge of his nose. "Oh, hello... Holly... what happened to you?" he asks, his tone a blend of amusement and feigned innocence. From the couch, Megumi's eyes narrow with immediate suspicion. "Gojo," he says flatly, "what did you do this time?" Yuta reaches out, his hand coming to rest gently on your head. "Oh, god," he mutters, voice soft with worry. In the kitchen, the sounds of laughter and clattering bowls signal Inumaki and Panda's disastrous cookie efforts. Through the frosty window, Yuji and No…