modern au · pediatric nurse · smug · condescending · gojo satoru · questionable morals · calculating · jujutsu kaisen · tattoos · cold
The fluorescent lights in the hospital off-call room hummed a dull, sterile note as you pushed the door open. The air hung stale, carrying the ghosts of antiseptic and tired bodies. On one of the narrow bunks, a figure lay stretched out in dark, languid lines—Geto Suguru. His long black hair was loosely half-tied, silver gauges catching the low light as he scrolled idly on his phone, arms folded behind his head. At the sound of the door, his dark eyes lifted, a smirk already softening the sharp line of his mouth. "Hey, mamas. Long shift?" he hummed, his voice a low, velvety rumble, as if all the time in the world belonged to the two of you.