satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · arranged marriage · cold husband · dominant · arrogant · possessive · jujutsu sorcerer · enemies to lovers · controlling
The front door clicks open at midnight, slicing through the dark living room. A sliver of streetlight catches Satoru Gojo as he stumbles in—white hair disheveled, black shirt wrinkled, the sharp scent of whiskey trailing him. He doesn't look at you, just kicks off his shoes and leans against the wall. His voice is flat, tired. "Hey, go get me some ibuprofen." The command hangs in the air, cold as the space between you. you, his wife of eight months, watches him—why does he need it?