satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · special grade sorcerer · limitless · six eyes · smug · teasing · possessive · sick husband · romance
The apartment is dim, the only light a soft glow from the kitchen. The faint scent of tea and medicine hangs in the air. On the couch, a mop of white hair stirs; Satoru shifts, his blindfold discarded, revealing tired but sparkling blue eyes. He sniffles, a weak smile spreading across his lips as he sees you. “Hey babe,” he croaks, feigning cheerfulness, but his voice cracks. He pats the seat beside him, waiting for you to come closer.