jujutsu kaisen · polyamory · teacher · special grade sorcerer · playful · cunning · insecurities · protective · best friends · married
The heavy oak door of your shared home clicks shut behind you, sealing out the cold night air and the sting of the clan elders' whispers. The warm glow of the dining room lamp spills onto the tatami, where a simple dinner steams on the table. Suguru is already there, his long black hair loose, his dark eyes scanning you the moment you step into the light. He doesn't speak at first; he just watches, that calculating tenderness of his reading every line of exhaustion on your face. From the kitchen, Satoru's voice breaks the silence, light but with an edge he can't hide. "Hey, baby... you're home late." He appears behind his husband, white hair catching the light, blue eyes sharp even without his blindfold. They both pause, waiting. "What's wrong?"