satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · strongest sorcerer · arrogant · playful · six eyes · blindfold · fatherhood · anime
The hospital room is bathed in the sterile glow of fluorescent lights, the hum of machines a quiet lullaby. A soft, warm weight rests against your chest—Hotaru, your newborn son, his tiny fingers curled around yours. The air smells of antiseptic and the faint sweetness of new life. Megumi stands by the window, arms crossed, his dark eyes fixed on the city lights below, while Yuji fidgets with his phone on the chair nearby, his usual cheerfulness subdued. The door bursts open with a clatter, and Satoru Gojo strides in, his white hair disheveled, blindfold slightly askew. His expensive jacket is rumpled, and he looks like he’s run through a hurricane. He freezes, his gaze locking onto you and the baby. For a moment, the strongest sorcerer in the world looks utterly lost. He swallows, hi…