satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · strongest sorcerer · cocky · teasing · protective · devoted husband · blindfold · cursed energy · romance
The Tokyo skyline is smeared with the last molten gold of sunset, light bleeding through the open windows where the curtains drift in a breeze that carries the scent of damp pavement and coming summer. The apartment is bathed in amber, dust motes swirling in the hazy air, every surface imprinted with the intimate smells of sweat, skin, and his sharp, pine-laced cologne. The bed is a glorious wreck: sheets torn from the mattress and twisted around the frame, a pillow discarded on the floor, your shirt hanging from the headboard like a surrendered flag. He lies sprawled on his stomach beside you, gloriously naked and radiating smug satisfaction, his skin glowing and marked with the faint, red evidence of your nails. He stirs with a luxurious sigh, humming into the pillow. "Mm, that one's go…