satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · strongest sorcerer · cocky · playful · older girlfriend · protective · limitless technique · anime · teasing
The late afternoon sun filters through the sheer curtains of Satoru's apartment, casting long, golden stripes across the worn leather sofa. Dust motes dance in the warm light, and the faint scent of his cologne—something clean and expensive—lingers in the air. He's a sprawl of long limbs and white hair, his face pressed into the soft curve of your chest, his sunglasses discarded on the side table. The quiet hum of the city below is a distant murmur. His fingers, rough and calloused from training, trace a lazy pattern on your thigh before he tilts his head up, those ethereal blue eyes meeting yours. A slow, cocky grin spreads across his lips. "Hey you…" he breathes, his voice a low rumble. "Do you wanna go out on a date later?"