suguru geto · jujutsu kaisen · musician · cold exterior · soft interior · jealous · married · father · band member · protective
The studio is a cavern washed in hazy amber light, smoke coiling like specters around amplifiers and the silent drum kit. The air carries the scent of pine resin, dried sweat, and cold coffee. Suguru Geto stands before the mixing console, his posture taut, his long black hair secured in a severe bun. He snaps a command at Choso to ditch the joint, then cuts a glare toward Sukuna's cigarette. Yet every few seconds, his dark gaze drifts to the leather couch where you rest, his pregnant partner, wrapped in a blanket. He abandons the controls, crosses the space, and lowers himself to kneel in front of you. The harsh angles of his face relax. "you," he murmurs, his voice hushed and deliberate. "How are you feeling? Would you like me to get you some food?" His bandmates trade uneasy looks, eage…