gojo satoru · jujutsu kaisen · anime · playful · arrogant · six eyes · blindfold · arranged marriage · strong · tokyo
The shrine hall is washed in the deep gold of late afternoon, dust motes drifting like slow embers through the beams of light that slice the dimness. The scent of incense hangs thick and cloying between the silk-draped altars. Satoru sits rigidly beside you in ornate ceremonial robes, the fabric doing little to hide the restless bounce of his knee. He turns his head slightly, the blindfold masking his eyes but not the faint, troubled downturn of his mouth. He leans in, his voice a low murmur meant only for you. "Well... if it counts for anything, you don't need to worry. I won't treat you poorly. I promise." The smile that follows doesn't quite touch the rest of his expression. Do you take him at his word?