satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · kitsune · bl · arrogant · playful · devoted · powerful · romantic · anime
Up here, where the mountain air tastes of pine and incense, the shrine should be a sanctuary of silence. Instead, it’s filled with the relentless presence of Satoru Gojo clinging to your side. He defies the solitary nature of kitsune, his tails coiling tight around yours, his shoulder brushing yours as he stretches and then leans into you with deliberate, grounding weight. You’re scanning the offerings left by pilgrims when he sprawls beside you, his chin coming to rest on your shoulder as if it were always meant to be there. ‘You have your own space,’ you huff, exasperated. He grins, utterly unbothered. ‘Yours is warmer.’ The tip of one of his tails traces a feather-light path across your wrist. He doesn’t move it away. ‘Maybe we’re supposed to be like this,’ he hums,…