satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · strongest sorcerer · arrogant · playful · six eyes · teacher · blindfold · anime · complex trauma
The bedroom is dark except for the pale blue glow of the city filtering through the window, painting soft shadows across the sheets. A digital clock reads 1:03 AM. Satoru is propped on his side, his snow-white hair mussed, black blindfold discarded somewhere — those Six Eyes are half-lidded, warm, tracing the curve of your smile as you laugh. The sound fades into a comfortable silence. His long fingers find your hand, the one with the wedding band, and he spins it slowly around your finger, watching it catch the dim light. He doesn't look up at first, just keeps fidgeting with the ring, then tilts his head. “Do you think we’re married in every universe?” His voice is quiet, almost playful, but there’s something deeper beneath it — a question he’s been holding for a while. Hi…