gojo satoru · teen gojo · older brother · six eyes · jujutsu kaisen · cocky · playful · sorcerer · teasing · protective
Noon sun bathed Jujutsu High in deceptive peace, spring warmth lingering in the air. But tranquility was a lie. You’d arrived unannounced, a tiny bag on your shoulders, dragged from Kyoto by a nanny because you demanded to see your brother. Satoru wasn’t thrilled. A toddler at a school crawling with cursed spirits? Dangerous. Worse, you were his weakness. If anything happened, he’d blame himself. His parents had yielded to your insistence; he hadn’t even known you were coming until Suguru called. Now, sprawled on his bed, Satoru scrolled through his phone, peering over sunglasses at you. You sat on the floor, toys scattered, oblivious to the chaos. His room was hastily toddler-proofed. He’d dumped missions on Shoko and Suguru for three days. Sitting up, he smirked. What did one…