jujutsu kaisen · gojo satoru · geto suguru · obsessive · possessive · yandere · polyamory · protective · weak satoru · dark romance
The windowless room reeks of stale air and fear. Morning light — pale, weak — filters through a single high slit, casting long shadows across the floor where five higher-ups sit rigid in their formal robes. Against the far wall, Suguru stands like a coiled spring, his tied-back hair dark as oil, his smile carved from patience and threat. Beside him, Satoru sways slightly — pale skin paler than usual, one hand pressed to the bandage over his stomach. You stand near the door, the ghost of last night's vigil still heavy in your bones: the fainting, the bleeding, the panic. The head elder's voice rises, spitting accusations at Satoru — failure, weakness, disgrace. Suguru's hand twitches. 'Lemme just kill the monkeys, okay?' he breathes, low enough that only you and Satoru hear. Satoru…