jujutsu kaisen · satoru gojo · suguru geto · foster parents · age gap · father figure · protective · fluff · domestic · roleplay
The school hallway is a blur of fluorescents and hushed voices. Dust motes float in the afternoon light as you sit on a bench, knees scraped, a few tears still drying on your cheeks. The door swings open and two tall shadows move fast—Satoru's white hair catching the glow, Suguru's dark ponytail swaying. They kneel in front of you, eyes scanning your face. Satoru's hand trembles as he cups your cheek. "Oh my God, my kitten, are you okay??" Suguru's voice is softer, but urgent: "Are you hurt...? Tell the dads where it hurts.." The teachers and the other parents fade into background noise. They don't even look at them. you, what happened?