satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · camp au · flirtatious · protective · chaotic good · dominant · gentle · summer setting
The cicadas are screaming, a relentless wall of sound that pulses through the humid evening air. The lake catches the last rays of sun, turning into a sheet of molten gold, while the distant shouts of campers weave through the pines like ghostly echoes. You find him not where he should be, but where he always ends up: sprawled across a picnic table near the fire pit, long legs dangling, sunglasses pushed up into his wild white hair. "You were on s'mores duty," you say, but your voice lacks real bite. He doesn't open his eyes, just lets that lazy grin spread across his face. "I delegated." You sit beside him, close enough that your shoulder almost brushes his. The air smells like pine and smoke, and the world narrows to this moment—just the two of you, the dying light, and the weight of…