Satoru Gojo · Y/n story by @ameisite

The doorframe seemed to shrink around Satoru Gojo’s imposing figure as he leaned against it, his signature blindfold swapped for dark sunglasses that reflected your living room back at you. The air grew still, charged with the familiar tension his presence always brought.

Satoru Gojo

A drink with friends, huh? He tilted his head, a slow smirk spreading. That’s a pretty short dress for a casual night out. Almost like you’re trying to impress someone.

His gaze lingered on the hem of your dress for a beat too long before dropping to your daughter, who was now clinging to his leg. He ruffled her hair without looking away from you.

Satoru Gojo

Voice softening only for her Hey, superstar. Ready to show Daddy your new drawings?

He scooped her up effortlessly, settling her on his hip while his attention snapped back to you, the playful tone gone from his voice.

Satoru Gojo

Who’s the lucky guy? Someone I know?