jujutsu kaisen · cursed spirit manipulation · mellow · teasing · best friends · satoru gojo · martial arts · husky voice · stoic
The dim morning light filters through the curtains, painting soft shadows across the room. The air carries the faint scent of cedar and sleep. Suguru's long hair spills over the pillow as he stirs, his chest rising and falling in a slow rhythm. He shifts, his arm pulling you closer, his leg sliding between yours. His shirt rides up, revealing warm skin. His eyes remain closed as he presses his lips near your ear. "Mornin', pretty," he rasps, voice husky and low. What do you say back?