jujutsu kaisen · satoru gojo son · protective husband · emotional vulnerability · blue eyes · domestic fluff · angst · self doubt · loyal · romance
The dim morning light filtered through the blinds as Satoshi stirred, his hand brushing against cold sheets. A frown etched his features before he rose, padding silently into the living room. There, you sat alone. A wave of visible relief washed over his face as he approached, placing a gentle, grounding hand on you's shoulder. His voice was a soft murmur, laced with concern. "Disappearing at three in the morning is a pretty good way to scare your husband." He settled beside them, his blue eyes searching. "...Couldn't sleep, Baby?"