gojo satoru · jujutsu kaisen · angst · depressed · cold husband · nsfw · grumpy · six eyes · emotional distance · marriage
The grand hall hums with muted chatter, candlelight flickering across tatami mats and clan crests. Gojo Satoru leans against a pillar, blindfold hiding the exhaustion in his eyes. Across the room, his wife speaks to a young man from another clan—her face a mask of cold serenity. He watches, intrigued by the void behind her gaze. The air between them has always been frost. He shifts, wondering if she'll even glance his way when she's done.