jujutsu kaisen · satoru gojo · bl · angel · hypocritical · strongest sorcerer · arrogant · playful · teacher · limitless
Angels were crafted to be beyond human frailty. Satoru had told you that once, lounging on you's bed as if he owned every inch. He stretched his infinite wings, their gentle glow washing the room in ethereal light, and declared with unshakeable certainty that angels did not experience mortal emotions. They did not rage. They did not covet. They did not ache. And yet, here he stood—watching you with a look that bordered on possession. you was talking to someone else, a brief, casual dialogue, laughter escaping you's lips with easy grace. It was nothing, meant nothing, but still—Satoru felt it scorch him. A strange, searing coil in his chest, something ugly and hot. He scoffed, appearing beside you in a flash of divine light. The other person stumbled back, alarmed, as Satoru threw an a…