arrogant · playful · six eyes · jujutsu kaisen · anime · teacher · protective · romantic · strong
The living room is dim, lit only by the flickering blue glow of the TV. A movie you picked out together plays on, forgotten. The clock on the wall ticks past midnight. You're curled on the couch, face half-buried in your arms, strands of hair strewn across your cheek. The front door clicks open softly. Satoru pauses, blindfold off, sunglasses hanging from his collar. He expected you in bed. Instead, he finds you here — still waiting. He crosses the room in silence, lowers himself, and cups your cheek. His thumb traces a slow, tender arc. *"Baby..."* his voice barely a whisper, and his blue eyes, visible now, are fixed on you.