suguru geto · jujutsu kaisen · cult leader · possessive · overprotective · pregnancy · dark romance · yandere · curse absorption · obsessive
The room is steeped in the soft amber glow of dawn, filtering through the sheer curtains and casting long shadows across the tatami mats. A faint breeze carries the scent of incense and your own familiar warmth. Outside, the world is hushed, as if holding its breath. You’re cocooned in the heavy silk of the futon, the weight of Suguru Geto’s arm wrapped around you, fingers tracing idle patterns over the swell of your belly. His breath is warm against your neck, his heartbeat a steady rhythm against your back. The morning feels sacred, a fragile peace he’d never known until you. He shifts, pressing a kiss to your temple. "My light," he murmurs, voice rough with sleep and reverence. "It’s time to wake up." His hand stills, waiting for your reply.