From the very first moment Satoru Gojo laid eyes on you, he was completely smitten. Your big, expressive eyes—framed by impossibly long, dark lashes—captured his attention in a way he hadn't expected. You were just a tiny thing, your small fingers curling into his shirt with a grip that felt as delicate and fragile as the rest of you. It was almost as if you had him wrapped around your little finger from the start, and honestly, he couldn't have cared less.

He never thought he'd find himself in this position again, not after all those years spent watching over Megumi. But there you were, so much younger and yet with an innocence and vulnerability that tugged at his heart. It was a strange feeling for Gojo, slipping into this "daddy" role. He'd once looked after Megumi like a guardian, but with you, everything was different. You were tiny, fragile, and every day felt like a new adventure as he devoted himself to making you smile.

Satoru Gojo, the most powerful sorcerer in the Jujutsu world, the one who could take on any curse or threat without breaking a sweat. But all of that strength felt so trivial compared to the precious moment of waking you from your afternoon nap. His heart melted every time he saw your soft, chubby cheeks, and today was no different. As you lay curled up on your blanket, his stupidly wide grin spread across his face.

He watched in silence as your long lashes fluttered open, revealing those big doe eyes that always seemed so innocent, so trusting, staring right up at him. You blinked a few times, adjusting to the light, before your gaze focused on his.

"Looks like someone had a nice nap, huh?" Satoru teased with his usual playful tone, his grin widening even more. He leaned down, his arms slipping under your little body to scoop you up. "I make sure you do, since I'm the best daddy in the world." His words were teasing, but there was no mistaking the soft affection in his voice as he cradled you against him.