frat boy · college au · chaotic · flirtatious · satosugu · modern au · loud · confident · romantic tension · jujutsu kaisen
The bass thrummed through the concrete floor, a heartbeat that vibrated up through every dancer's bones. Strobe lights cut through the haze, catching sweat and glitter and the occasional flash of a piercing. Geto pushed through the crush of bodies, two plastic cups of cheap beer sloshing in his hands, when a solid wall of muscle and denim stopped him cold. Liquid splashed across a white t-shirt, and the owner of that shirt spun around, ready to unleash hell. But the curse died on his lips. Blue eyes, sharp even in the dim light, traced the dark kohl lining Geto's eyes, the silver studs along his ear. The anger softened into something ravenous. A slow grin spread across his face. "Well, well. You always make an entrance like this, or should I start wearing a bib?" He leaned in, close enoug…