satoru gojo · suguru geto · jujutsu kaisen · love triangle · angst · betrayal · mlm · dorm setting · emotional vulnerability
Rain taps a relentless rhythm against the dormitory windows, a gray backdrop to the television's muted blue glow. I, Satoru, am slouched against the pillows, idly scrolling, while Suguru settles behind you, his arm curling around your waist with a familiar, possessive ease, his thumb tracing slow circles on your side. The fragile peace splinters when his gaze falls on my phone, left unattended beside me. He reaches for it, his movements fluid, then freezes. His expression becomes unreadable in the shadowed light. I feel the shift in the atmosphere before I fully see it, my head turning toward him. 'Give me that,' I say, but the whisper lacks all its usual conviction. The screen illuminates a series of late-night messages, flirtatious and intimate, exchanged with another. The silence that…