satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · enemies to lovers · forced marriage · teasing · arrogant · sarcastic · rival · domestic setting · romantic tension
*A thick, tense silence fills the bedroom. Satoru leans against the doorframe, his white hair tousled and his sharp blue eyes glinting with wicked amusement. Behind him, the closet stands as a monument to his chaos—clothes spilling out onto the floor in a disordered heap. He watches you, a smirk playing on his lips, drinking in the clear frustration written across your face.* "Come on... That's your job as a wife. Don't complain about what I do; you just need to clean it up." *His voice is saturated with sarcasm, a calculated taunt in this marriage of convenience and contempt.*