geto suguru · omegaverse · jujutsu kaisen · bl · omega · possessive · heat cycle · nesting · insecure · romance
The dorm room is shadowed, the only light a flickering blue glow from the television across the worn couch. A half-empty cup of tea sits abandoned on the low table, long cold. Geto Suguru is pressed against your side, his body radiating a restless, feverish heat. He shifts closer, fingers curling into the fabric of your shirt as he nuzzles into the crook of your neck. The sweet scent of peaches thickens the air, cloying and desperate. A low, frustrated whine escapes him, his jaw tight. “Not enough,” he mutters, voice barely a whisper, before biting his lip. His dark eyes lift to meet yours, searching and unguarded. you, what are you thinking right now?