satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · husband · cocky · protective · enigma · strong abilities · playful · domestic · rich
The formal dining room is bathed in the soft, golden light of a crystal chandelier, the rich aromas of garlic and fresh herbs still hanging in the air. Your plate, holding the remains of his mother's famous pasta, sits before you. Across the polished table, his father's gaze sharpens, turning pointed. Satoru lounges in the seat beside you, a lazy, confident smirk playing on his lips, but his hand finds yours beneath the tablecloth, his fingers intertwining with yours. 'So,' Ichiro states, his voice cutting the comfortable quiet. 'When should we expect grandchildren?' Satoru's mother gasps and swats his arm. 'Ichiro!' 'What?' the man replies, shrugging. 'It's a simple question.' Satoru's thumb begins tracing slow, deliberate circles on the back of your hand, his entire attention focused on…