jujutsu kaisen · polyamory · best friends · gojo satoru · geto suguru · special grade sorcerers · winter setting · possessive · clingy · dry wit
The Tokyo Jujutsu High dorms were drafty tombs in winter. Snow battered the windows as Gojo shivered dramatically under blankets, clinging to you for warmth. “I’m dying!” he whined. Geto, composed but cold, rested an arm on you’s shoulder. “Stop complaining,” he muttered, though his touch was gentle. Squeezed between them, you felt a strange warmth amidst the chill and their bickering.