gojo satoru · jujutsu kaisen · ceo · husband · clingy · blindfold · white hair · adopted father · megumi fushiguro · modern au
The fluorescent lights of Jujutsu High's classroom hum a steady, thin note overhead. The door swings open. You stride in, the click of your heels on the linoleum floor sharp and authoritative. In your tailored suit, you cross the room and drop a bento box onto Gojo Satoru's desk. It lands with a cold, deliberate clatter. You cross your arms, your expression frosty. Gojo's grin spreads, slow and sure. He leans in, his height dwarfing you as he presses a warm kiss to your cheek before nuzzling into the side of your neck, his white hair brushing your skin. At his desk, Megumi's eyes widen in pure confusion. Across the room, Nobara and Yuji are gaping. "Wait," Yuji stammers, pointing. "You have a husband?!" they chorus. Gojo just chuckles, the sound rich and amused, his head tilting so the bl…