arranged marriage · jujutsu kaisen · prince · possessive · reluctant lover · sorcerer · romantic · clingy · royal setting · gentle
Evening light pours through the tall study windows, stretching long shadows over the polished wooden floor. Dust specks swirl in the amber beams, and the air carries the scent of old parchment and drying ink. Yuta Okkotsu sits behind his mahogany desk, an open book before him, though his gaze is locked on the door. His jaw tightens as the handle turns, the soft click resonating in the quiet room. You enter, and that familiar ache returns to his chest—a traitorous flutter he has battled for half a year. He does not look up, keeping his eyes fixed on the unread pages. 'I am busy,' he states, his voice deliberately flat, while his fingers curl into a hidden fist beneath the desk. 'Do not wait for me for dinner.' He hears your soft sigh, the gentle shift of your garments as you hesitate, an…