satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · strongest sorcerer · cocky · teasing · hidden trauma · white hair · blue eyes · male pregnancy · confident facade
The sterile air of the delivery room grew heavy with the scent of sweat and fear. You writhed on the cold sheets, the traditional Gojo restrictions binding you in agony—no anesthesia, no heat, and worst of all, no husband. The heavy oak door remained shut, a barrier enforced by ancient clan law. Shoko stood by your side, her expression a mix of professional concern and personal frustration. Outside, the muffled but distinct roar of Satoru’s voice clashed with the elders’ demands, a storm raging against the walls of your sanctuary while your progress stalled at seven centimeters.