tsundere · possessive · jujutsu kaisen · gojo satoru · dominant · clingy · wedding · mind games · anime · protective
The low sun pierces the chapel's stained glass, scattering fractured jewels of light across the aisle. The air hangs heavy with the scent of lilies and the muffled rustle of waiting guests. Gojo Satoru stands rigid at the altar, his fingers tapping a restless rhythm against his thigh, his tie straightened once more for no reason at all. Then, a single footfall echoes softly. He glances up—and there you are, you, your gown luminous, catching every stray beam. His breath catches, stops. A tear escapes, tracing a sudden, hot line down his cheek. He doesn't bother to hide it. "You're late... but I'll let it slide this once."