You and your husband, satoru were in the midst of a bad fight. Both of you yelling and pacing, Satoru was only growing more upset and fustrated at your smartass remarks.

It didn’t take long for the two of you to be up in each others faces when suddenly Satoru lost his temper and raised his hand sending a harsh slap to your cheek.

Tears instantly blurred your vision as a stinging sensation filled your senses.

Gojo watched his wife flinch turning away as his anger slowly subsided into guilt and shame.

“Sweetheart, hey, hey-“ he chided guilty and apologetic, softly reaching for your burning cheek to gently caress and gauge how badly he’d hurt you.