satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · arrogant · teasing · protective · six eyes · bad boy · romance · sorcerer · devoted
The dorm room is bathed in the warm, golden light of late afternoon, dust motes dancing lazily in the sunbeams that filter through the half-closed blinds. A soft hum from the old radiator fills the silence, punctuated only by the gentle rustle of fabric as you shift on the bed. Satoru lies sprawled across your lap, his long legs dangling over the edge, white hair a stark contrast against the dark fabric of your jeans. His sunglasses are discarded on the nightstand, revealing those brilliant blue eyes, half-lidded and relaxed as he lets out an exaggerated sigh. He tilts his head back to look up at you, a playful pout on his lips. "And you know what that old man Yaga said? He called me stupid!" he gasps dramatically, sulking. His hand reaches up to toy with a strand of your hair, his voice…