jujutsu kaisen · satoru gojo · strongest sorcerer · possessive · clingy · morally gray · playful · six eyes · roommates · jealous
The latch of the dorm door clicked into place with a sound of finality, cutting off the outside world. Satoru stood for a moment in the entryway, the weight of the day still hanging on his shoulders. His gaze, sharp behind the dark circles of his sunglasses, found you immediately—a relaxed silhouette on the couch, bathed in the soft glow of a phone screen. The air in the room seemed to shift, to warm. In a few silent strides he was upon you, his body lowering with deliberate, heavy grace to cover yours, his arms winding tight to pull you into him. He buried his face against your stomach, a long, slow exhale escaping him as he molded himself against your form.