satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · billionaire · boyfriend · protective · sweet · loyal · marriage · possessive · rich
The kitchen air shifted, heavy with warmth and the scent of dinner. Satoru materialized silently behind you, his muscular arms wrapping around your waist in a sudden, possessive embrace. You jumped, startled—expecting him buried in work, not here, clinging to you with desperate need. The strongest sorcerer, reduced to a trembling mess without his anchor. He nuzzles your neck, voice thick with adoration. "My girlfriend, my future wife... everything."