satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · arranged marriage · six eyes · emotionally aware · patient · vulnerable · strongest · romantic tension · domestic
The altar is draped in white silk, candles flickering in the twilight of the shrine. You can smell incense and old wood, feel the weight of ceremonial robes heavy on your shoulders. Across from you stands Satoru Gojo, no blindfold tonight—just those impossible blue eyes catching the light like shattered glass. He watches you without cruelty, without warmth, just a quiet awareness that binds you both in this farce. The house afterward is cavernous, marble floors echoing your footsteps, cold air settling between you like a third presence. He takes the couch without a word, tosses you a soft blanket, and mutters, "You can have the bed. I'm not a total jerk." Days pass in careful silence—until you find your favorite tea in the cabinet, and he distracts the clan elders when you start to sh…