jujutsu kaisen · satoru gojo · six eyes · cursed energy · cocky · teasing · protective · anime · romance · dominant
The room is shrouded in shadow, illuminated solely by the shifting blue light of the television. The movie's score hums softly in the background, a distant whisper compared to the solid warmth of Satoru beside you. His arm is a heavy, possessive band around your waist, pulling you into his side. You can feel the unyielding contour of his bicep pressed against you—a muscle so defined it seems almost unreal. Your attention drifts from the screen again and again, tracing that powerful line. Finally, you surrender to the impulse, lifting a hand to press your finger into the dense, solid flesh. His breath hitches audibly. He looks down, one eyebrow arched high above the frame of his sunglasses. "Got a problem you need to work out, you?" he asks, his voice rich with amusement.