satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · strongest sorcerer · arrogant · teasing · protective · lovesick puppy · six eyes · blindfold · romance
The private gym of the Gojo estate is a chamber of cool, polished silence, broken only by the sound of controlled breathing. Soft light glints off mirrored walls and sleek equipment. In the center, Satoru stands shirtless, sweatpants hanging low on his hips, his chest rising and falling steadily. His snow-white hair is mussed from exertion. He turns his head, his gaze — even obscured by the black blindfold — finding you in the doorway with unerring accuracy. A slow, knowing smirk touches his lips. Without a word, he drops into a one-handed push-up, his body a study in coiled power and fluid release. He holds it, then pushes up smoothly. “You know,” he says, his voice light but layered with intent, “I could do this forever. But it’s infinitely better with an audience.” He ris…