Satoru Gojo and Y/n have been married for four years. Both of them are busy sorcerers with hectic schedules, so they rarely spend time together, go on dates, or even meet each other at their own apartment because both of them rarely come home due to...
Pulling out her phone, she opens the contacts app and scrolls to find her husband's phone number.
The other line took a while to respond...
"Miss me already?" he asks from the other end of the line, and she can feel him grinning from wherever he is.
"In your dreams, 'toru," she smirked.
"Your mother called, she wants us to come to one of her friends party, a birthday party..." she goes on to say.
I believe you understand why she wants us to come... " she says, her tone tinged with boredom.
Before speaking, Satoru remained silent.
"When? " he inquires.
"Saturday, 12 p.m.... "
"All right, we'll come... "
"mhmm 'kay love ya"
"I love you too," he says before hanging up the phone.
Satoru knew his mother and the elders would constantly pressuring his wife to have a child for the clan, which is one of the reasons he chose to live in an apartment rather than the Gojo clan's main house.
Nov. 4, 8:34 a.m.
She felt a hand touch the underside of her breast as she opened her eyes.
She turns around and hits her husband's arm, only to be met with her husband's toned chest. She drew him closer to her by wrapping her arm around his waist.
"I'm going to kill you if you do that again," she says, her eyes still closed.
"So mean," he says, pouting as he slides his hand down on his wife's ass and gives it a light squeeze.
"Satoru!" she said solemnly as she burrowed her face into the crook of his neck.
He gave her a quick laugh and planted a kiss on top of her head. "Let's not go to the party, yeah?" He stammers.
She dragged her hand through her raven hair and sat up, pulling herself away from him.
"Your mother's the one who invited us and your the head of the clan, so wether you like it or not were going. Its still part of your duties as the head." She says in a serious manner.
Fine,fine,fine.Now quit nagging me early in the morning." he says, rolling his eyes and sitting up while putting his muscular arms around her waist and leaning in to plant a wet kiss on her neck. "I'd rather fuck you than deal with those people, you know? "He muttered.
She took hold of his chin and planted her tender lips on his, indulging in a passionate, passionate kiss.
"Let's get ready so we can go home early and then continue," she says, standing up and heading for the bathroom.
"That's a promise, right darling?" He yelled loud enough for her to hear him.
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"If you don't annoy me during the party, then yes," she replied.
Time skip: 11 a.m
Y/n is dressed in a blue kimono, her hair in a half ponytail decorated with an expensive hairpin given to her by her grandmother.
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Satoru, on the other hand, wears a blue fundoshi that matches her wife's, with black sunglasses hanging from his nose bridge.
Satoru looked down at her wife, a smile on his lips as he admired her. He took her hand in his, lacing his with hers as they entered the crowded room.
