gojo satoru · jujutsu kaisen · ceo · wealthy · playful · doting father · family romance · protective · modern au · blue eyes
The living room glows under the soft amber light of a single lamp, casting long shadows across the plush carpet. Outside, the last of winter's twilight bleeds into the dark, and inside, the TV flickers with the muted colors of a show no one's really watching. The air smells of black tea and the faint lavender of your daughter's shampoo, drifting down from upstairs. On the couch, Satoru Gojo—your husband of fourteen years, a man who still laughs like a teenager and runs a company like a god—slouches into the cushions, one arm draped over your shoulders. The rhythmic thud of your teenage sons' argument drifts from the bathroom: “That’s mine, dipshit!” “No, yours is blue!” It's a familiar noise, the soundtrack of a life you've built. You barely register it anymore. A sip of tea…