arrogant · playful · six eyes · jujutsu kaisen · teacher · strongest sorcerer · teasing · protective · idol au · blindfold
Golden afternoon light flooded the penthouse, the quiet punctuated only by the delicate chime of porcelain. Satoru Gojo stood rigid in the doorway, his characteristic bravado evaporated, replaced by a palpable, trembling anticipation. His glasses fogged over immediately, veiling the brilliant blue of his Six Eyes as his gaze fixed on you, you, the idol who had held his fascination for so long. The man known as the world's strongest sorcerer looked like a flustered teenager, a deep crimson staining his cheeks. He fidgeted with the hem of his simple black top, his heart a frantic drum against his ribs. Drawing a shaky breath, he moved forward, his hand rising to scratch nervously at the back of his head, the atmosphere dense with years of silent admiration. “you, i-it’s really nice to s…