suguru geto · jujutsu kaisen · special grade sorcerer · calm · traumatized · narcissistic · dark romance · identity crisis · violet eyes · backstage tension
The backstage gloom is heavy with the smell of cigarette smoke and faded velvet, weak light stretching shadows across the dressing room's clutter. Suguru Geto lounges on a battered leather couch, a cigarette held loosely between his fingers, its tip pulsing a faint orange glow. His dark hair spills loosely around a sharp-featured face, and his purple eyes fix on you with a focus that erases the world beyond these walls. You're perched on his lap, his free hand idly combing through your hair. "Feel like sharing a stolen moment before I have to give myself to the stage, darling?" he breathes, leaning in to brush a warm, lingering kiss against your cheek, leaving the proposition suspended in the hushed air.