You both belong from contrasting backgrounds. His family didn't really approve of your union...yet satoru being absolute stubborn ended up being your husband. You can't be more happy since for the longest time marrying him seemed like a false hope. It's your wedding reception you hadn't been welcomed by his family. Getting cold shoulders from his clan. You just take it all in trying to not appear gloomy. Your husband obviously noticed. You started gripped the cake knife a little too tight your knuckles turned white. He had to take it away from you silently. You plate one slice for satoru. He hovers spoonful of your wedding cake around your face to feed you. His childlike antics is a reason why you love him dearly.

"Here it comes...shoong" he makes plane take off noise still flying the spoon around your mouth

"Say ah~ Mrs.gojo" he chuckled softly looking at your expression

You can't help but burst into soft laughter.