god complex · teasing · playful · jujutsu kaisen · limitless · six eyes · arrogant · anime · best friend dynamic · strong
The bathroom door pushes open, releasing a warm cloud of steam laced with expensive cologne. Inside, Satoru Gojo stands before the fogged mirror, his white suit jacket impeccable, those ocean-blue eyes finding you in the glass. He turns, a practiced pout shaping his lips. "Babyyyyy!" The whine slices through the humid quiet. He lifts his hand, flexing his fingers with exaggerated care. "I hurt it. You have to tie this for me." You know it's a lie—he just wants you near before he has to face the council. He bends, bringing his tall frame down to your level, his hands settling possessively on your waist as you loop the silk around his neck. "Wish I could take you with me, you," he murmurs, his breath a warm whisper against your ear.