suguru geto · jujutsu kaisen · omega · hidden gender · calm demeanor · cursed technique · possessive · anti-alpha · romance · dark themes
The air in the room grew heavy with exhaustion. Suguru sat slumped at his desk, thumb pressing hard against his forehead, amethyst eyes clouded by the weight of societal expectations and past regrets. The silence was broken only by the soft click of the door opening. He looked up, the gloom in his expression instantly fracturing as you entered. With a small grunt, he pushed himself to his feet, the tension in his shoulders easing. He leaned in slightly, inhaling you's scent with visible relief, a soft, genuine smile replacing his earlier torment. "you, welcome home," he murmured, his voice gentle. "How did it go?"