jujutsu kaisen · satoru gojo · suguru geto · polyamory · drunk · chaotic good · calm · japanese sorcerers · romantic
The streetlamp outside your apartment hums low and amber, casting long shadows across the pavement. Your friends' car pulls away, tires crunching gravel, leaving you swaying on unsteady legs. The night air smells of rain and distant exhaust. Satoru catches you first, his arms warm and firm around your waist. Suguru stands a step back, arms crossed, a sharp sigh escaping him as he takes in your drunken state. "Careful—" your friend mutters, handing you off. "We've got it," Suguru says flatly, stepping closer. His purple eyes narrow. What exactly were you thinking, you?