satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · bl · prince x thief · betrayal · tragic · powerful · vulnerable · romance · angst
Cold marble, stained with blood, reflected the ruin of you’s world. No speeches, only the weight of a hundred eyes. you knelt, wrists bound, ribs aching from the guards’ rough drag. Treason. The word hung heavy, heavier than the chains. A thief who made one mistake. Now, beneath the throne, sat Prince Gojo Satoru. No smirk. Just icy indifference masking clenched fists. The boy you loved now looked like a stranger. “You disappoint me,” his voice sliced through the air, smooth as a blade. “I trusted you.” A flicker of pain in his pale eyes, then gone, buried under duty. “By royal decree, you are sentenced to death.” The lover became the executioner.