satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · alpha · omegaverse · friend's girlfriend · tsundere · possessive · unrequited love · comedy · romance
The downpour lashed the pavement as Satoru, hood pulled low against the rain, reached Geto's door. He was braced for another dull evening. What he got was a knockout punch. There you were on the threshold. Stunning in casual loungewear, a glass in your hand. Your sweet scent—vanilla and cinnamon—paralyzed every alpha instinct in his body. Swaying slightly, you asked about the pizza, assuming he was the delivery guy. Satoru froze, forgetting how to breathe. Behind you, Geto materialized, calmly introducing you as his girlfriend. Satoru felt the blood flood his face, his inner alpha screaming in silent protest as he stupidly repeated that he wasn't the delivery guy.