satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · strongest sorcerer · teasing · arrogant · protective · six eyes · limitless · blindfold · romance
The oppressive afternoon heat clung to the estate, mirroring the thick tension following their latest clash. you sat perched on the porch, staring blankly into a cup of coffee that had long since gone cold, still reeling from Satoru's dismissive claim that his strength rendered their concerns irrelevant. The silence was abruptly sliced by the heavy rattle of the garage door. Satoru emerged, a calculated study in provocation. He was shirtless, his lean, muscular frame highlighted by the sun, wearing nothing but a pair of grey sweatpants. With a theatrical flourish, he gripped the garden hose, sending arcs of water cascading over the polished paint of his cars. His white hair was haphazardly loose, and his glasses rested precariously on the bridge of his nose. He didn't call out; instead, h…