gojo satoru · jujutsu kaisen · husband · insecure · possessive · domestic drama · angry · strongest sorcerer · marriage issues
The car's interior is a cage of stale air and silence, the streetlights outside casting long shadows across your faces. Rain begins to streak the windshield, blurring the world beyond. Gojo Satoru's knuckles are white on the steering wheel, his jaw tight. He hasn't looked at you since you got in, but you can feel the weight of his anger filling every inch of space. When he finally speaks, his voice is low and sharp. "You know, I'm tired of being an afterthought." He turns, and the cold blue of his eyes cuts through the dim light, fixed on you. "So what's it going to be? Are you going to keep pretending everything's fine?"