𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐈𝐍 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐈𝐀𝐆𝐄: 𝐠𝐨𝐣𝐨 𝐬𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐮

(i) okay

everyone: *recommends good valid interesting characters to write an arranged marriage fic on*

me:

gojo:

me: say no more

-•-•-•-

"okay"

amashimo nakano looked in bewilderment at his dearest daughter that had stormed into his office. her face, which usually conveyed how she was feeling showed absolutely no emotion.

"are you going to elaborate or?..."

"okay i agree. for the marriage with gojo satoru."

amashimo y/n. she came from a background of wealth and power. she was her father's favourite and her brother's most trusted. her mom and her didn't get along that well but their family was very close knit, a rare occurrence in the jujutsu community.

her father, the current head of the family, wanted to maintain friendly relations with the three major clans. he, however, possessed a strong distaste for the zenins so he was apprehensive on relying on them for anything.

as is the norm, even in this day and age, arranged marriages are a pretty guaranteed way of alliance. so when he found out the gojo family wanted to form such an alliance, he had asked y/n.

he was a man of morals. would probably rather die than force her into a marriage. so he asked and pleaded but accepted her eventual answer, which was no❤️

this was also why he was confused to find his daughter suddenly consenting to the marriage.

"are you sure?", he asked

"i'm sure"

"did your mother talk you into this?"

"actually i haven't even told her about this yet", she replied

"i see", he leaned his face into his palm as he looked at her carefully, "i'll set up the meeting with them then. you go tell your brother."

"okay"

"and y/n"

"hmm?"

"thank you"

"you don't have to thank me"

-•-•-•-

"what do they think of themselves?!", a member of the gojo family exclaimed, "they can't just decline the offer and then accept it again"

"well i'm sure they had a reason for it", the head replied, shrugging, "it's a big decision after all, let them take their time. nakano is an old friend. it's the least i can do."

"their daughter is very pretty and very capable", he sighed, "but will she even be able to fit in around here?"

"i think she will. now please notify satoru about this and fix a meeting five days from now."

-•-•-•-

"she really agreed huh", satoru raised his eyebrows

"you agree too, right?"

"well yeah i do", he shrugged, "but i'd like to meet her alone before parents and stuff get involved"

-•-•-•-

"personally i don't think you should marry him", y/n's childhood friend, kinokuni yuki stated

"why?"

"he has a reputation. you won't be happy-"

"maybe", she shrugged, "i know what to expect."

"y/n it feels like you've been very distant from everyone lately"

"have i?", she asked, "hmmm"

"i don't want you to be miserable for the rest of your life"

y/n turned to her and laughed, much to her surprise. she did know gojo satoru. she knew him better than people thought.

"will you stop being so serious? i won't be miserable for the rest of my life"

"what was your mother's reaction to all this?"

"of course she was happy", y/n said, observing herself in the mirror and brushing a stray hair out of her face, "why wouldn't she be? she wanted to get rid of me from the start"

"come on, you know she loves you"

"yes well she makes it a little hard to believe that sometimes"

"and your brother?"

"he was sort of sad", she frowned, "wasn't showing it but he was sad i'd be leaving"

"y/n-sama", a maid stood at the door of her room

"hmm?"

"gojo satoru has sent a message in the form of a note... or something"

"go ahead", she asked, sitting on the edge of her bed

"you want me to read it out?"

"yes please"

" y/n-chan i'd like to meet you outside all of this stuffy family alliance bull-"

"on second thought i'll just read it on my own", y/n muttered, taking the note from her, "he has my number. can't he just text me, what's the need to be so extra?"

y/n-chan, i'd like to meet you outside all of this stuffy family alliance bullshit. you can decide the place and time and text me or call me, whatever. i'd prefer if it was within the next five days though. and i'd also prefer someplace with good dessert. that you already know :)

-gojo satoru

the other side of the note had his instagram handle??

"wow", yuko remarked, "are you gonna go?"

"might as well"

-•-•-•-

gojo was waiting for her at the restaurant she had suggested for dinner. he was wearing a white button up shirt with a black blazer. he decided to wear his glasses instead of his bandage.

he hadn't interacted a lot with y/n in six years. but he knew her better than most people. they used to be good friends. great friends.

key word, used to be.

he saw her approach him, wearing a pretty simple black dress that came down to mid-thigh. she paired them with heels, which was cute cause even with them she probably wouldn't reach his height. the most peculiar part about her appearance was that she too was wearing dark glasses right now.

"hi y/n-chan", he waved

"cut the crap, satoru"

"i see you're still the same"

"we both know that's not true"

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bruh where i'm from arranged marriages are vv common.

welcome to my gojo fic helloooo

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