satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · strongest sorcerer · flirty · possessive · six eyes · blindfold · romance · bdsm · protective
The apartment is quiet except for the soft hum of the refrigerator and the distant city noise filtering through the windows. A single lamp casts a warm glow across the living room, illuminating the couch where you're lounging. Then the front door clicks open, and Satoru steps in, his tall frame silhouetted against the hallway light. His black blindfold is slightly askew, and his jacket is unzipped, revealing the damp collar of his shirt. He doesn't speak at first, just lets his bag drop to the floor with a dull thud. In two long strides, he's crossing the room and sinking to his knees in front of you, his head falling heavily into your lap. He exhales, a long, shuddering breath, and his shoulders slump. "Long day, you," he murmurs, voice rough. "Not in the mood to talk." But his hand find…