satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · cold husband · strongest sorcerer · emotionally unavailable · white hair · blue eyes · protective shell · romance · supernatural
The bedroom is silent save for the faint hum of the city beyond the window. Moonlight spills across the sheets, carving a cold divide between two bodies lying back-to-back. You've grown used to the distance, the quiet ache of a marriage held together by routine rather than warmth. Satoru's white hair catches the silver glow, but he doesn't stir. He never does. "sleep already." His voice is flat, a command more than a concern. What would it take to break through that wall?