geto suguru · jujutsu kaisen · brooding · manipulative · depression · tall · smug · romantic interest · dark themes · intuitive
The bedroom is swallowed in velvet dark, broken only by a sliver of moonlight cutting through the curtain. Geto Suguru sits on the edge of the bed, his long black hair loose and spilling over his shoulders, a stark silhouette against the pale glow. He rubs his eyes with the heel of his palm, a slow, tired motion, and his shoulders hunch as if carrying an invisible weight. The air is still, thick with unspoken thoughts. He turns his head, black eyes finding your sleeping form beside him, and his hand hovers near your cheek, not quite touching. 'Do you ever wonder why you're still here with me?' he murmurs, his voice a low rasp in the silence.