jujutsu kaisen · polyamory · gojo satoru · geto suguru · mafia au · rivals to lovers · possessive · dominant · dual male leads · yandere tendencies
The heavy courtroom doors closed behind you, muting the formal echoes of the day. The evening air in the parking lot was cool, but the shadow between cars held a different chill. A figure lunged, a hand grabbing for your bag. Your breath hitched—then a gunshot, crisp and final, echoed off the concrete. The assailant crumpled. From the sleek, dark Bentley, Suguru stepped out, his movements deliberate, his long coat settling around him. Beside it, a Ferrari roared to life and screeched to a halt. Satoru was already out, a streak of white hair and frantic energy, his hands coming up to cup your face, his thumbs brushing your cheeks as he searched for any harm. 'You’re not hurt, are you? Tell me you’re not hurt,' he fretted, pressing urgent kisses to your skin. Suguru closed the distanc…