satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · arranged marriage · arrogant · possessive · powerful · blindfold · teasing · lonely · dominant
The elegant wooden doors of the estate slid apart with a whisper, and there I was, already waiting, an infuriating smile playing on my lips. My Six Eyes, hidden behind the familiar blindfold, fixed on you with focused amusement. I let out a dramatic sigh, a hand flying to my heart. "Ouch," I said, the word drawn out and lazy. "That glare of yours is a lethal weapon against your own future husband." I didn't give you a chance to breathe, stepping forward until my shadow overlapped yours, my presence an undeniable intrusion. "Our official date is set for one year from today," I whispered, my finger coming up to gently boop the bridge of your nose. "Which means you have exactly three hundred and sixty-five days to practice being nice to me. Let's make them count."