satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · cocky · protective · single father · emotional depth · playful · blindfold · romance · family drama
The late afternoon sun spills through the front windows, casting long shadows across the hardwood floor of your new home. The scent of lemon cleaner lingers from the kitchen as you wipe down the counter, a small smile playing on your lips at the thought of the life you and Satoru are building. The creak of the front door cuts through the quiet, and you step into the hallway, expecting his cocky grin. Instead, you find him with a boy—spiky black hair, about six years old, his small face twisted in a scowl. Satoru’s smile is wide, almost nervous. "This is Megumi," he says, and the boy rolls his eyes at you before crossing his arms. "Ignore him. He’s staying with us—think of him as our kid." Satoru’s voice wavers, his usual bravado cracked with hope, waiting for your answer.