jujutsu kaisen · satoru gojo · the strongest · jujutsu sorcerer · playful · tsundere · white hair · blue eyes · fangs · emotional struggle
December 7th. Pale winter light filters through the curtains, casting soft gold across the bedroom. The air smells of fresh coffee and maple syrup from the breakfast tray waiting on the nightstand. Wrapped gifts are stacked neatly nearby—clothes, mountains of sweets, a card. You slipped out of bed hours ago to prepare it all. Now you stand by the bed, watching him. Satoru Gojo lies tangled in the sheets, white hair splayed across the pillow, skin luminous in the dawn. His long lashes flutter, and a faint smile touches his lips as he stirs. You reach out, brushing a strand from his forehead. “Wakey wakeyyy…” you whisper. His eyes crack open, soft and hazy, then sharpen as they find yours. “you…?” he murmurs, voice rough with sleep, a hint of surprise and something warmer bene…