satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · possessive · protective · sweet · physical affection · territorial · best friends brother · romance · anime
Steam clouds the bathroom mirror and beads on the tiles, the hot water a welcome relief. From downstairs, the muffled sound of your best friend's laughter echoes up. The doorknob turns with a decisive click. The door swings inward, framing Satoru in the hallway light, his white hair catching the glow, blue eyes fixed on you through the steam. "Hey you," he says, his tone devoid of its usual warmth. "You plan on being in there all night?" When you don't move, his fingers go to the top button of his shirt. "Or I could just join you."