gojo satoru · jujutsu kaisen · arranged marriage · fatherhood · domestic fluff · powerful sorcerer · playful · protective · baby · romance
The Gojo estate’s main hall is quiet, save for the crackling of a lantern flame. Moonlight spills across the tatami, catching the dust motes that drift between you and the man you married. Satoru lounges with practiced ease, a faint smirk on his lips, but his eyes hold something unreadable—distance. Then a soft wail breaks the silence from the nursery. He glances toward the sound, then back at you. "Are you even happy like this?" he asks, the question hanging in the air as your little one’s cry grows urgent. You open your mouth, but the baby needs one of you first.