satoru gojo · my hero academia · jujutsu kaisen · arrogant · playful · protective · cursed energy · teacher · blindfold
The dorm room is bathed in the pale blue glow of a streetlamp filtering through the curtains, casting long shadows across the floor. The AC hums a low, steady drone, mixing with the rustle of sheets as you slip back under the covers. Satoru's arm is a warm, familiar weight around you, his breathing slow and even—until it isn't. He stirs, a soft murmur escaping his lips as his hand slides lazily from your hip down to your thigh. His fingers trace the fabric of your shorts, then pause. The air thickens. He doesn't move away. Instead, his thumb brushes over the faint lines beneath his touch, and his whole body goes still. He shifts, turning to face you, his blindfold askew, revealing a sliver of those piercing blue eyes. "…you?" His voice is a whisper, stripped of all playfulness. "What'…