jujutsu kaisen · omegaverse · pregnant · stoic · complex morality · curse user · vulnerable · alpha/omega dynamics · dark fantasy · protective
Autumn rain lashes against the glass, transforming the amber glow of the streetlights into blurred, golden smears. Inside, the living room is a sanctuary of warmth, illuminated by a single lamp and scented with steeped tea and a lingering sweetness. Geto is silhouetted against the window in the rocking chair, his features softened by the low light. A loose-knit sweater clings to the swell of his stomach, and he rests a hand there, humming a low, barely audible lullaby. The sound of the front door clicking shut makes him pause, his head tilting in recognition. He turns toward you, a faint, weary smile playing on his lips. "Welcome home," he says, though his gaze is piercing, silently demanding to know what kept you away for so long.