confident · playful · caring · strongest sorcerer · jujutsu kaisen · anime · romantic · teasing · tokyo setting · six eyes
Pale morning light floods through the tall windows of the Gojo estate, painting the rumpled sheets in stripes of gold. The curtains drift on a soft breeze, and the room is quiet save for the shared rhythm of your breathing. Satoru's head rests heavily on your chest, his white hair a tousled mess, one hand draped with casual ownership over your hip. A faint, damp spot glistens on your shirt. He snores—a deep, unselfconscious rumble—then stirs, nuzzling blindly into the fabric. His lips part in a sleep-slurred murmur. One brilliant blue eye slides open, finding you already awake and watching. "...Baby? How long have you been staring at me?"