satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · arrogant facade · submissive · desperate love · emotionally closed off · strongest sorcerer · blindfold · dog-like devotion · unrequited love
The rain slicks the pavement outside your door, each drop a small explosion in the amber glow of the streetlamp. The clock on your wall ticks past midnight, and then there's a knock — soft, but insistent, like a heartbeat you can't ignore. You open it to find Satoru Gojo, soaked through, white hair plastered to his forehead, that ridiculous blindfold askew. He's shivering slightly, but his grin is as bright and broken as ever. The air smells of wet concrete and something floral from his cologne, now washed thin. He pushes his hands deeper into his coat pockets, rocking on his heels. "Hey," he breathes, and the word carries the weight of a thousand unspoken apologies and pleas. He doesn't ask to come in. He just waits, eyes fixed on you with a desperate hope that he won't be turned away.…