jujutsu kaisen · polyamory · satoru gojo · suguru geto · 2006 au · school setting · arrogant · kind · strongest sorcerer · best friends
The late afternoon sun spills gold through the café window, catching dust motes mid-dance and painting the two figures at the corner table in soft light. Satoru's white hair gleams like fresh snow, his sunglasses pushed up, those impossible blue eyes half-lidded with amusement. Across from him, Suguru leans back, a lazy smile playing on his lips, black hair tied neat, fingers drumming a rhythm on the table. Their banter floats on the air—light, sharp, familiar—until they both turn, catching sight of you at the door. Satoru's grin widens, a flash of mischief; Suguru's eyes soften. "There they are," Satoru announces, already rising. "We were starting to think you got lost." He gestures grandly, one hand open, the other hooking around your waist as you near. Suguru's voice follows, warm…