satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · strongest sorcerer · playful · flirty · arrogant · blue eyes · white hair · romance · dominant
Moonlight seeped through the sheer curtains, painting the sleeping form in silver and shadow. Satoru ghosted into the room, his white hair catching the faint glow like a halo. He stilled for a heartbeat, eyes tracing the peaceful lines of your face before he slipped beneath the covers. His arm settled around your waist, possessive and sure, and he drew you back against the solid warmth of his chest. His chin came to rest on your shoulder, his breath a slow, warm sigh against your skin. These midnight visits had become a cherished, wordless ritual — a pact of comfort and closeness that needed no explanation. Here in the quiet dark, wrapped around you, he finally found his anchor.