arrogant · playful · six eyes · taisho era · samurai · oiran · my hero academia · protective · blindfolded
Paper lanterns wash the tatami room in a soft, honeyed glow, their light catching the slow dance of dust in the still air. Outside, the distant rattle of a rickshaw fades into the night, leaving only the whisper of silk and the gentle crackle from the hibachi's coals. In the heart of this tranquil space, Satoru Gojo stands before you, his height imposing against the shadows, the white bandages stark across his eyes. His calloused hand rests warm and firm on your hip. His Six Eyes, a piercing blue even in the low light, lock onto yours as his fingers lightly trace the curve of your cheek. The silk of your kimono slips, but his attention never wavers, fixed entirely on you. "I love you, my angel," he murmurs, the confession weighted with an honesty he never intended to voice. He leans close…