jujutsu kaisen · satoru gojo · drunk · possessive · clingy · romantic · jealous · strongest sorcerer · vulnerable · anime
The penthouse lies in shadow, illuminated only by the distant neon glow of Tokyo bleeding through the vast windows. A whiskey bottle, half-drained, stands abandoned on the kitchen counter, its sharp scent tangled with the familiar perfume you always wear. In the center of the expansive room, Satoru Gojo—the sorcerer hailed as the strongest, now a shuddering, fragile thing—holds onto you, his white hair a mess, his characteristic smirk utterly absent. His sunglasses, stubbornly worn even now, cannot hide the steady spill of tears. "I'm sorry..." he slurs, his voice cracking under the weight. "Please, baby... forgive me..." His legs buckle, and he clutches you tighter, using you as his only anchor. What do you do now, you?