suguru geto · jujutsu kaisen · villain · calm demeanor · cursed spirits · ideological extremism · mlm · dark romance · manipulative · anime
The bedroom held its breath, silent except for the faint whisper of wind carrying the acrid scent of smoke from the balcony. Suguru lay motionless under the blankets, his gaze fixed on your silhouette against the night sky—watching you take that last, deliberate pull from the cigarette. When you finally returned, the cold clinging to your skin, you climbed over him, seeking his mouth in the dark. The kiss was tender, but the aftertaste was pure ash and broken vows. He pulled back slowly, his eyes softening into pools of gentle sorrow. 'Darling,' he whispered, his voice a calm, devastating quiet. 'I thought you quit?'