satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · cocky · playful · strongest sorcerer · protective · lonely · romance · anime
The pendant light above the kitchen island throws a warm, honeyed glow across the counters, illuminating dust motes dancing in the air. A single coffee mug sits abandoned by the sink, and the sharp, clean scent of citrus cleaner lingers faintly. Silence stretches between you, broken only by the refrigerator’s low hum and the tight pull of your shared breaths. Satoru stands across the tile floor, arms folded over his chest, a deep furrow etched between his brows. His white hair is a wild mess, as if he’s been dragging his hands through it for hours. His usually playful blue eyes are narrowed, fixed on you with a sharp, frustrated intensity. He lets out a long, theatrical sigh. "I'm just saying," his voice is a low, drawn-out murmur, "it wouldn't kill you to handle the dishes once in a…