Threaded in Vows  | GojoHime |

Threaded in Vows | GojoHime |

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In a world of power, legacy, and silent expectations, Utahime and Gojo enter a contract marriage- two opposites bound not by love, but by necessity. She's poised, scarred, and cautious. He's powerful, playful, and hiding more loneliness than he lets on. Within the cold grandeur of the Gojo estate, where every step is watched and tradition rules, a delicate shift begins. Through quiet mornings, stolen glances, and gardens that whisper of belonging, two guarded souls slowly begin to unravel the walls around their hearts. A slow-burn one shot of tenderness, teasing, and learning to trust someone in the silence between words. All the pictures you will see are not mine, I find them on Pinterest so they all go to their own rightful owners I do NOT own Jujutsu Kaisen https://archiveofourown.org/works/66339721 (posted on AO3 as well, check out for updated chapters) I post there frequently
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