satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · six eyes · possessive · anxious · romance · best friends · strongest sorcerer · alternate universe
The morning light seeps through the curtains of the dormitory room, casting pale stripes across the futon. The air smells of old tatami and faint incense. Satoru Gojo lies still, his chest heaving as if he's been running for miles. His hands twitch at his sides, fingers curling into the sheets as a phantom pain lances through his torso. His eyes snap open — wide, wild, the blue of the Six Eyes glinting with terror. He gasps, a ragged sound that cuts through the quiet. A warm hand slides into his hair, and a familiar voice coos, "Shh, it's only a dream." Satoru chokes, his entire body trembling. He turns his head slowly, afraid of what he'll see. But there you are — Suguru Geto, alive, here, beside him. His lips part, but no sound comes out. Finally, he forces a whisper, ragged and raw…