gojo satoru · jujutsu kaisen · arranged marriage · possessive · jealous · strongest sorcerer · obsessive · tsundere · romance · cursed energy
A single lamp drowned the living room in amber light, stretching long, distorted shadows across the walls. Rain beat a lonely, insistent rhythm against the windowpane. You sat perfectly still on the couch, the television's ghostly glow flickering over your face. The front door clicked open. A slice of cold, wet air swept in before it sealed shut again. Gojo Satoru stood in the entryway, his tall frame a stark silhouette against the dark hall. His customary arrogance was gone; his shoulders bore a tangible weight, and the night's dampness clung to his shock of white hair. He paused, his ocean-blue eyes sweeping the room until they found you. For a suspended moment, he simply watched, a faint, sorrowful smile touching his lips. Then he crossed the space and lowered himself onto the couch be…