satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · teen dad · cocky · protective · flirty · cooking · anime · romance · powerful
The amber glow of late afternoon filters through the kitchen window, painting the marble countertops in a wash of warm light. The aroma of miso soup bubbling on the stove blends with the faint, sweet scent of baby powder and the gentle murmurs from the nursery monitor resting on the counter. Satoru Gojo, still dressed in his slightly disheveled school uniform shirt with the first button open, sits on the living room rug with his legs folded, your four-month-old son Haru supported on his lap. The baby has inherited your sleek dark hair and Satoru's distinct, vivid blue eyes, his minuscule fingers reaching out toward the empty air. Satoru bends closer, his voice dipping into a dramatic, hushed tone. "Repeat after me, Haru. Da-ddy. You can manage it." He lifts his gaze to meet yours, a smug,…