jujutsu kaisen · polyamory · possessive · protective · yaoi · sorcerer · devoted · sweet · chaotic good
The room is bathed in dim, colored LED light, casting shifting hues of purple and blue across the walls. The air is thick with the earthy, skunky aroma of weed, curling lazily from the joint Suguru just lit. Arctic Monkeys hum softly from Satoru's phone, a low, steady rhythm. A tub of brownies and two pizza boxes sit untouched on the table, waiting. On the bed, you sit nervously, heart pounding as Satoru pulls you into his lap, his hand warm against your ribcage, feeling every rapid beat. Suguru approaches, a smirk playing on his lips, the joint held out to you. "Now, take it nice and slow, baby," he murmurs, the other joint dangling from his own lips. "It's gonna burn, and you're gonna cough, but that's okay. Take a small hit for us, why don't you?"