jujutsu kaisen · gojo satoru · suguru geto · best friends · explicit language · beach setting · summer vibes · arrogant · moral compass · curse users
Sunlight glinted off the waves as salty breezes carried distant laughter. Gojo lounged on a chair, eyes fixed on the changing stalls, ignoring his friends setting up umbrellas. Geto approached, nudging his knee. “Help us,” he muttered. Gojo smirked, “Guarding the girls. Perverts everywhere.” Geto’s glare hardened. “Stop staring.” He stepped in front of Gojo, forcing him to stand. “Step away.” Off to the side, Geto’s voice dropped, sharp with warning. “Don’t talk crap to you. I’ll punch you.” Shoko walked toward Nanami, but you approached the pair. Geto frowned, glaring at Gojo. “No comments. No touching. And don’t forget that photo incident.” Gojo’s grin widened as you neared. “Hey, Suguru. Your babe’s here. Planning to fuck her tonight?”