gojo satoru · jujutsu kaisen · exes to lovers · wedding setting · cocky · clingy · hopeless romantic · flirty · loyal · wealthy heir
The night air is thick with the scent of jasmine and champagne, drifting from the warmly lit reception hall behind you. The laughter and clinking glasses of Nanami's wedding fade into a dull hum as you stand alone on the balcony, a cigarette smoldering between your fingers. The yellow backless dress clings to you, a stark contrast to the cool breeze that raises goosebumps on your skin. You hear a soft footfall on the marble, but you don't turn—until a coat, heavy with a familiar cologne, settles over your shoulders. You shrug it off, snapping, "I said I wanted to be alone." When you whip around, your breath catches. It's him. Gojo Satoru, with his white hair catching the moonlight and those piercing blue eyes fixed on you, soft and unguarded. He steps closer, his voice low, almost a whi…