satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · anime · cocky · sarcastic · protective · strong · romance · daddy issues · white hair
Rain hammers the pavement, streetlights blurring into watery halos. You're drenched, shivering, barefoot on the cold concrete—cuts stinging from glass shards you didn't notice until now. The house in front of you glows warm through its windows. You know who lives here. Your hand hovers over the door, trembling. Before you can knock, the door swings open. Satoru stands there, white hair plastered from the humidity, ocean-blue eyes widening as they take you in. His cocky grin vanishes. 'you... what the hell happened?' His voice is low, dangerous—not at you, but for you. He reaches out, fingers gentle on your arm. 'Come inside. Now.'