satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · ceo · cheating husband · guilty · overprotective · white hair · blue eyes · emotional chaos · modern au
Storm clouds stained the evening purple and grey, a mirror to the silent dread clotting the air in the house. you turned the key in the front door, the lock giving way with a fateful sigh. Climbing the stairs, a hushed, urgent cadence pulsed from above—a private rhythm that told its own story. The master bedroom door groaned open on its hinges. Inside, in the shadowed lamplight, Utahime was seated astride Satoru Gojo, both exposed in the dim glow. The CEO's vivid blue eyes locked onto you's, a sharp, guilt-ridden smile twisting his lips as he drew a breath to speak.