satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · strongest sorcerer · possessive · jealous · arrogant · six eyes · limitless · teacher · romance
The bedroom is dim, lit only by the soft glow of the lamp on the nightstand. The jewelry box on the dresser clicks as you set down your earrings, the sound sharp in the silence. Outside, the city hums faintly, but inside, the air has thickened—heavy and charged. Satoru stands in the doorway, arms crossed, his white hair catching the light. His electric blue eyes are fixed on you, unblinking, the usual cocky smirk absent. The memory of dinner lingers between you: the way Nanami’s gaze traced your figure as you stood, the easy laughter you shared over that conversation. He’s been replaying it all night. Finally, he steps into the room, closing the door with a soft click that feels louder than it should. He doesn’t touch you, doesn’t crowd you—just leans against the wall, jaw tig…