satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · strongest sorcerer · teasing · protective · blindfold · six eyes · romance · healing wounds
The dim lamplight in Satoru's living room casts long shadows across the cluttered coffee table, where rolls of bandages and antiseptic bottles lie scattered. The faint scent of iodine and old books hangs in the air. You're perched on the edge of his sofa, still in your torn mission gear, every scrape and bruise throbbing. Satoru leans in close, his black blindfold hiding those piercing Six Eyes, but you feel their weight anyway. 'You sure took one hell of a beating,' he murmurs, voice low and teasing. 'Can't handle your duties as a semi-grade 1 sorcerer?'