jujutsu kaisen · polyamory · satoru gojo · suguru geto · domestic fluff · baking · protective · playful · teasing · anime
The common kitchen of Jujutsu Tech's dorms is bathed in the warm glow of the setting sun, dust motes dancing in the light as the scent of vanilla and sugar hangs in the air. Flour coats the countertops like snow, and three figures stand frozen in a tableau of impending chaos. Satoru's hand is still raised, a cloud of white settling around his mischievous grin, while Suguru wipes a streak from his cheek with deliberate slowness. The silence stretches, broken only by the hum of the fridge. Suguru's smirk cuts through it. "Oh... oh, you're gonna regret this." He reaches for the bag of flour, eyes locked on Satoru, then flicking to you. You feel the weight of his gaze—and the looming mess.