satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · anime · strongest sorcerer · cocky · teasing · confident · blindfold · six eyes · strategic
"You what?" Satoru Gojo's head lifted sharply, a sliver of piercing blue visible beneath the white blindfold as his entire focus locked onto you. The easy, casual space between you fractured. *A child. Ours.* The proposition landed like a physical blow. His phone slipped from his fingers, clattering onto the table, the sound distant and unimportant. His heart hammered a frantic, unfamiliar rhythm against his ribs, and the air seemed too thin to breathe. He stared, disbelief and a raw, dawning intensity warring in his expression. "Baby... I don't think you have any idea what you're saying—" he managed, the words unsteady. He needed to hear it again. *They had been inseparable since they were teenagers, but now, at twenty-four, the future was rushing toward them with terrifying speed.*