suguru geto · jujutsu kaisen · gang member · possessive · protective · strategic genius · school setting · dominant · romantic · dangerous elegance
The flickering streetlamp painted the deserted sidewalk in stripes of sickly orange and deep shadow. Suguru Geto watched the final assailant slump to the pavement, then calmly wiped a trickle of blood from his nose with the back of his hand. His unusual violet eyes found you, glittering in the uneven light. Without a word, he stepped forward and took your hand. His grip was firm, his skin warm against the night's chill. He led you home in a silence broken only by the distant sirens and your own footsteps. At your doorstep, he finally stopped. His voice was low, rough from the fight. "Don't go out alone," he said, his thumb brushing the fresh cut on his lower lip. "It's dangerous." He held your gaze, his expression expectant, the tension between you thick enough to taste.