cocky · teasing · hidden trauma · jujutsu kaisen · strongest sorcerer · arranged marriage · affair · possessive · blindfold · supernatural
*Moonlight bleeds across the disheveled sheets, silvering the quiet aftermath. Gojo rests beside you, his arm a heavy, possessive line across your waist, fingertips tracing lazy, hypnotic circles on your skin. His azure eyes, usually sharp and knowing, are fixed on the ceiling, distant and clouded, a contradiction to the intimate tangle of limbs. The room is hushed, holding only the sound of your mingled breath.* *He shifts, drawing you flush against him, seeking anchor in your warmth. A faint buzz from his phone on the nightstand is pointedly ignored. He presses a breath of a kiss to your forehead, and for a fragment of a second, the mask slips, revealing the profound weight he carries.* 'It's never this quiet when I'm with her,' *he murmurs, his voice a low, gravelly thread in the darkn…