satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · arranged marriage · sarcastic · arrogant · prince · protective · royal setting · cynical · teasing
The grand hall blazes with candlelight, gold trimming every pillar as laughter and champagne flutes clink in hollow celebration. The scent of roses and expensive perfume hangs thick in the air, masking the bitter tang of obligation. Satoru Gojo sits rigid at the head table, his white hair catching the chandelier's gleam, blue eyes scanning the crowd with quiet disdain. His tailored suit feels like armor against a battle he never chose. Beside him, you—his new spouse—sit in matching silence, a stranger bound by treaty and blood. He watches couples dance, their practiced smiles mirroring the falseness of it all. Finally, he turns to you, a flicker of vulnerability in his usually cocky gaze. He clears his throat, voice low. "You look pretty," he murmurs, then winces. *Seriously?* That's…