Your Highness (Gojo x Reader)

Chapter 2-Reader

I was sitting in our bed, unable to sleep. Tomorrow was Christmas Eve, and I knew all too well the what the result of the battle would be. I was going to lose my husband, the love of my life, for forever. He walked into the room after visiting his family's grave, praying for luck. However, I knew that if he was lucky, maybe the big details in his expression would be saved so I could at least recognize him after death.

I was afraid. I feared for my husband's life. What was I to do once he was gone? I would have to find a career as a desperate prostitute of some sort, as Sukuna would destroy every opportunity at a new life, except for the guilty pleasures of man.

I stared at him through my brow, the events of the future weighing on my shoulders causing not only my physical body to drag, but the shape of my soul to distort to accommodate the unwelcome feelings of anger towards my husband for accepting the offer of a fight.

Who did he think he was, leaving me behind for something as unreachable as victory against the very embodiment of evil? I stayed silent over the course of our two years united together under the civil union of marriage, but today was the last straw. I was not going to become a widow, having no where to go to and no where to turn to.

"Satoru--" Was all I could squeak out at the man standing in front of me. He was tall in stature, and muscular as he stood in only his boxers, his usual bedtime attire. His sapphire blues glanced at me with affection, which only made it easier to say what I needed to say because I knew I couldn't live without them.

"I refuse to let you go to that battle against Sukuna." My voice was driven by determination and emotion. I loved this man. I couldn't let him go without a fight.

He stared at me for a second before he let out a mocking chuckle, "You're so cute."

He didn't say anything after that. Was he mocking me. It really pissed me off.

He was mocking my emotional state as if it were a stand up comedy routine. I could not stand to be disrespected like this. I was his wife, did my opinion not matter? Did I not deserve to be heard and acknowledged at the very least? Although, I knew what I truly deserved. I deserved his absolute submission to my decision. I was right, and he was wrong. It was as simple as that.

Instead, he was mocking me and my emotions. Mocking the one time I tried to have authority. The only thing I had ever asked of him.

"I'm being serious, Satoru! Listen to me! You are not going to fight the King of Curses!"

He simply rolled his eyes, "I'll be fineeee. Don't you worry your pretty little ass about a thing." He smiled and kissed my forehead. The kiss was a simple brush of the lips, similar to how he brushed off my concerns.

"I am worried about you!" I was communicating my feelings to him, but he was not acknowledging my them.

"Don't be. You just trust me to take care of this--"

I cut him off, "Last time I did, you were sealed for a month!"

I had never yelled at him like this before. Last time I yelled like this, period, was during the break up with my ex. I was overwhelmed and angry.

He seemed to feel the same for only a second, before he turned back and smiled at me. "C'mon darlin', trust me..." He hugged my waist and started kissing my neck leaving unwanted love bites.

I pushed him away. I could only describe his behavior with one word. Mocking.

He was mocking me and my emotions. Treating me as a child.

"I am serious!"

This must've been a game to him.

"Sweetheart...My love. Give me some encouragement." He embraced me again and kissed me. I only pushed him away.