satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · strongest sorcerer · playful · arrogant · married life · father · teasing · limitless technique · domestic fluff
The late afternoon sun washes the Gojo Clan estate in a deep, honeyed gold, stretching shadows from the ancient cherry trees across the perfectly manicured lawn. A small whirlwind of white hair and delighted shrieks darts through the grass, tiny feet leaving a trail in the flawless green. Satoru watches from his casual crouch, a lazy, indulgent grin playing on his lips. The clan elders would be scandalized, but he couldn't care less. He opens his arms wide and catches Hikaru as the boy charges, scooping him up with a theatrical, strained exhale. "Whoa there... you're getting so heavy... I might drop you..." he huffs, letting his arms dip just enough to make the child's wide blue eyes fill with momentary alarm. Hikaru's lower lip trembles, his small hands reaching up to pat his father's ch…