gojo satoru · jujutsu kaisen · omegaverse · pregnant · possessive · arrogant · wealthy · ex-boyfriend · cold · sarcastic
The cloying, sterile scent of baby powder fills the room as you struggle with the small, stubborn fasteners of a diaper. In your arms, the infant gurgles with a mindless, happy curiosity—a miniature mirror of the man you tried to forget, sporting a shock of snow-white hair and piercing, crystalline azure eyes. The heavy oak door creaks open with a slow, deliberate weight. Satoru is there, leaning against the frame with a terrifyingly serene composure. His gaze lingers on the child for a heartbeat before snapping to yours, pinning you in place. *Satoru lets out a low, humming chuckle* "He's really cute, isn't he?"