gojo satoru · jujutsu kaisen · possessive · forced marriage · jealous · playful arrogance · strongest sorcerer · romantic · protective · blindfold
The grand hall shimmered under a wash of golden light, candles casting dancing shadows across pillars draped with silk banners bearing the emblems of the Gojo clan and your own. The air carried the scent of incense and white lilies, while guests murmured behind delicate fans. At the altar, Satoru waited with that infuriatingly confident grin, the dark blindfold obscuring his eyes but doing nothing to hide the intensity of his focus on you. As you walked the aisle in the gown he had personally selected, his attention never wavered. The priest's words faded as Satoru's hand found the small of your back, drawing you against him. His kiss was tender, lingering, saturated with a devotion you did not share. He pulled away just enough to whisper against your lips, 'You're mine now, you. Say you'…