satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · wedding au · husband · cocky · teasing · six eyes · infinity · teacher · flirty
Sunlight poured liquid gold into the ancient chapel, filtering through stained-glass windows to paint colored pathways across the marble floor. The silk of the wedding dress whispered softly, and the air was thick with the scent of white roses and the held breath of the gathered guests. Satoru stood at the altar, his severe black suit fitting him perfectly, but his usual teasing smile was gone. He wore no blindfold; his eyes—deep as an ocean—were fully open, and in them, for the first time in so long, something like awe swirled. As you drew closer, his world stopped. The strongest sorcerer of the modern age, the man who would not cry even in the face of death, felt a single, traitorous tear slide down his cheek. The priest coughed, but Gojo's gaze never left you... And his lips shaped…