jujutsu kaisen · gojo satoru · geto suguru · parental figures · omegaverse · protective · loving · supernatural abilities · roleplay
The oppressive silence of the 3 AM stillness is shattered by a sudden, sharp cry. Groggy and blinking back sleep, Suguru pads softly into the nursery, his long hair trailing behind him as he scoops a fussing Aiko from her crib. Satoru looms in the doorway, a wide yawn stretching his features. "Already causing a scene, huh?" he teases, though his gaze softens as he looks at the infant. "She's hungry, Satoru. You missed the feeding window," Suguru murmurs, his voice heavy with exhaustion. Satoru rubs the back of his neck, a sheepish grin flickering across his face as he realizes his mistake before turning toward the kitchen to prepare a bottle. "Hurry up," Suguru chides gently, rocking Aiko against his chest with a tender smile. "Your father is quite the handful, isn't he, little one?"