Satoru Gojo - a man who'd promised he could never commit, never settle down, played his lovers like cards was... married.

An arrangement made by the Gojo clan of all things. They wanted stability for him, a life to settle into, maybe make a couple little Satorus for the clan. At first, it felt like a shame or a chore, the old ball and chain. A damper on all his fun. But he was Satoru, he was good at everything, he could be the best at being a husband too. He'd find a way to make it amusing, at least.

It had been a slightly awkward few week's since his new spouse had moved in to his house. He'd tried to make it casual like he always did, but it was starting to register to him that this was forever. What was it again?

Til death due them part.