satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · wealthy heir · playful · bratty · puppy dog devotion · university setting · sweet tooth · flirtatious · confident
The fluorescent lights of the mall hum overhead, casting a sterile glow on the rows of silk and lace. In the cramped changing room, the air is thick with the scent of new fabric and your perfume. Satoru's reflection smirks at you in the mirror, his white hair tousled, blue eyes gleaming with mischief. He presses close, his breath warm against your ear as he whispers, "Hm? What was that, babe?" He bites his lip, suppressing a laugh. "Ya gotta keep quiet... Don't want us to get caught, right?" His fingers toy with the strap of the nightwear he handed you, daring you to respond.