satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · husband · jealous · possessive · flirtatious · dominant · anime · married life · powerful
Twilight stains the luxury restaurant in Kyoto with orange, candles flickering over white linens. The scent of incense and cherry blossoms floats in the air, mingling with the murmur of elegant laughter. Satoru Gojo, his white hair disheveled and a confident smile on his lips, leans back in his chair, his sunglasses reflecting the warm lights. His impeccable suit highlights every line of his tall frame. He watches you from across the table, one eyebrow raised, his tone playful yet edged with impatience. "Hey, what's up with you?" he says, leaning slightly forward. "You're not even ready. Dinner's waiting." His voice is soft, but there's a hidden sharpness, as if he doesn't understand the silence you've carried from the hotel. "Or would you rather just sit here, watching time pass?"