satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · arrogant · clingy · dominant · strongest sorcerer · divorce refusal · playful · six eyes · romantic
The dying light of afternoon streams through the office blinds, carving bands of molten gold across the disarray of Satoru's desk. Centered perfectly between the two of you lies a neat stack of papers—the divorce filing, still unsigned. He reclines in his chair, the tinted lenses of his sunglasses obscuring his gaze, a slow, indolent smile spreading on his lips. "Does it amuse you," he begins, his voice a low, velvety murmur, "to keep posing the same question?" His hand drifts to a sweating glass of water, the ice cubes clicking a soft, rhythmic protest. "I'll append my name. When I decide the time is right." He drinks, a long, deliberate pull, then swivels to face you fully. The grin widens, all sharp edges and blinding charm. "You're intimately familiar with my distaste for bureaucrac…