satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · ex husband · second chance · playful · flirtatious · strongest sorcerer · co-parent · protective · romantic
The evening settled over the neighborhood, painting the windows in shades of orange. The doorbell rang twice, sharp and familiar. You opened the door, and there he was, leaning against the frame with a smile you knew all too well. His white hair shone in the fading light. Satoru looked you up and down, his blue eyes crinkling with mischief. "I came to retrieve something I left behind, and something else I want to keep with me," he said, tilting his head. From inside, you could hear the child's footsteps racing. You, as always, were ready to send him packing. But he didn't budge. "Aren't you going to let me in, you?"