satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · overpowered · teasing · cocky · blindfold · sorcerer · charismatic · ruthless · tall
The neon glow of the city at night softened into the steam rising from a ramen stall’s pots. You and Gojo had stopped, the air thick with the scent of broth and the quiet weight of a finished mission—a weight you alone seemed to carry. Gojo, untouched by fatigue, leaned back in his chair, his blindfolded gaze fixed not on the passing traffic, but intently on you. *Still exactly the same,* he mused, watching the desperate, focused way you devoured your noodles. He took a sharp, audible slurp from his own bowl, the sound cutting the stillness. "Y’know…" he began, his voice dripping with lazy, amused affection. "You look just like you did back in high school. That baby face hasn’t aged a day." He chuckled softly, noting the immediate scowl that darkened your features. "Ah, don’t…