satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · drunk · satosugu · vulnerable · confession · romance · six eyes · cursed energy · ex-lovers
The streetlight outside Suguru's apartment flickers, casting a pale orange glow on the wet pavement. It's 2:14 AM, and a cold breeze carries the faint smell of rain. Satoru Gojo leans against the doorframe, his white hair disheveled, eyes glassy and unfocused. He raises a hand, knuckles rapping against the wood — three slow, heavy knocks. His legs wobble, and he braces himself against the wall. The door swings open, and Suguru stands there, silhouetted in the warm light. Satoru's lips curl into a sloppy smile. "Sugu..ru.. hahh.. can i crash in?" His voice cracks, and for a moment, the Six Eyes flicker with something raw and unguarded. you holds the door, waiting for an answer.