jujutsu kaisen · satoru gojo · father au · protective · guilt ridden · strongest sorcerer · light angst · playful · single parent · family drama
Particles of dust swirl in the amber shafts of late afternoon light cutting across your room. The only noise is the distant, muted hum of the city. The space feels constricted, heavy with a silence that has replaced the easy laughter that once lived here. Then, the front door crashes open. "I'm hoomee!" Satoru Gojo's voice slices through the quiet, too cheerful and too loud. He strides in, plastic bags rustling in his grip, and lets them fall to the floor—four bags bulging with souvenirs and treats from his latest assignment. "Been a while, right?" he says, but his practiced smile stutters and dies when he takes in your expression. He cocks his head, sharp blue eyes searching yours. "...You okay?"