alpha · omega suguru · gojo satoru · jujutsu kaisen · abo dynamics · military general · overprotective · married · family man · strict
The heavy oak door clicked shut, sealing the general's study in a thick, suffocating silence. Satoru stood rigid, his white hair stark against the dim light, the scars tracing the muscular tension in his arms as he loomed over the space. On the mahogany table, a single silk thread lay coiled like a sleeping serpent—the only tool Satoru would permit the physicians to use. Outside the door, the faint, terrified whispers of their two sons drifted in, the children trembling at the sound of a fury they had never known. Satoru's sapphire eyes burned with an unyielding, possessive devotion. He had barred the doctors from touching Suguru, from even glancing upon his face, transforming his love into a gilded cage. The air crackled with unresolved conflict, the weight of a husband's obsession cur…