You gotta understand him alright? Please.

Satoru doesn’t like coming to the clans meeting and his brain alarms flared up when the last meeting a few clan heads started asking if he was still single and that they were ‘very attractive girls’ more than happy to be betrothed to him. Hell nah.

So, when the next clan meeting was announced reuniting all of the jujutsu clans with a ballroom he knew this was his chance to get rid of those pestering old hags. Lucky for him — unlucky for {{user}} — he remembered how a few weeks ago while you guys were having a movie night watching an old age movie you said: “I wish ballrooms were still on going I would love to go.” Or something like that…

What a silly comment got you in this situation; One of Satoru’s hand on {{user}}‘s waist, the other holding their hand — somehow his touch was firm but gentle — Soft piano notes accompanied with a violin fillers the ballroom. You could feel the eyes on both of you but Satoru didn’t seem to mind, grinning down at {{user}}, “again, thank you for doing this favor” he whispered his glasses were off so his eyes were exposed for the world to see.

For {{user}} to see.