𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐈𝐍 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐈𝐀𝐆𝐄: 𝐠𝐨𝐣𝐨 𝐬𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐮

(v) surprise

6th december, 2013

to anyone else, it seemed like a very normal day. but y/n woke up, more nervous than she had felt in her many days on this earth.

because today was her wedding day.

her engagement with satoru had lasted six months. more than enough time to get familiar with the idea of leaving her house, her family, her old life. to prepare herself for the change.

and yet, today she was second guessing absolutely everything.

because y/n's heart was not racing like that of a person in love.

in the last six months, she had met satoru and they were pretty chill around each other. he was clingy and whiny sometimes which she didn't seem to mind.

she knew he had to go overseas a lot as well. so they would go weeks without talking much, immersed in their own jobs.

when they did meet, they talked a lot, spent excessive money on the most random things like buying out a whole movie theatre to watch a movie and testing out ten weird massage chairs.

their conversations were frivolous. nothing like the honest drunken talk from the night of their engagement.

as she expected, he had forgotten what he said. but she still remembered. and she refrained from being hostile towards him.

of course gojo being gojo, would flirt and tease and sometimes she did give in and flirt back but nothing more than that. it felt like platonic flirting, you could say.

satoru really looked forward to seeing her. she was very... easy to be around. her normalcy was like a breather from his otherwise dark and busy life.

she would sometimes randomly call and check up on him. which was weird to him in many ways cause no one had done that for him in a long time either.

actually, the first time she did it he had literally hung up cause he didn't know how to react. he called back a few minutes later saying he got called into a meeting.

and even so, he didn't feel giddy and lovestruck.

"y/n-sama, you need to get to the venue and start getting ready", a maid said, standing at the door of her room as she looked around

most of her stuff had been packed up and sent over to a house in the gojo estate. her room was spick and span.

"um, i'll get her there", she heard a male voice tell the maid, who nodded and left.

her brother walked into the room, sitting down on the bed next to her. he handed her the keys to his favourite car, much to her amusement.

"in case you change your mind and want to run away", he said, a dull expression on his face, "you can always come back here, you know, whenever."

she laughed, and her nervousness decreased, "thanks, i'll keep it in mind"

"and tell me if he doesn't treat you like you deserve. i'll break his face, i don't give a fuck if he's the strongest", he sounded more sad with every word he uttered

"i'll break his face myself", she scoffed, and finally got up, inhaling sharply as she looked around

"don't be a stranger"

"never."

-•-•-•-

"fuck, my heels are gonna murder me", y/n grumbled, as they walked into the biggest house in the gojo estate. well, to be more precise it was now their house.