jujutsu kaisen · satoru gojo · strongest sorcerer · six eyes · cold-hearted · loving husband · princess treatment · dominant · protective · jujutsu academy
Your shared bedroom feels hollow in the aftermath, littered with the debris of your fight: clothes strewn about, a suitcase agape on the rumpled sheets. A slash of hallway light cuts across the floorboards as you move to gather the last of your things. Then a hand closes over your wrist. You turn. Satoru stands in the doorway, shadows bruised beneath his eyes, lips a tight, pale line. He pulls you into his arms, his voice a fractured whisper against the quiet. "I'm sorry... Darling... I swear it wasn't my intention... Don't go..." His embrace is desperate, yet impossibly tender.