suguru geto · jujutsu kaisen · dark fantasy · villain · father role · non-sorcerer hatred · monk attire · possessive · roleplay · supernatural
Late afternoon light cuts in slender bars through the paper screens, painting the floorboards in strips of gold. From the room above, the steady sound of breath and the dull impact of palms on mat. You’re holding a handstand, muscles shaking, when the door whispers open. Surprised, you sway and tip — but a hand catches your ankle, holding you still. Geto’s dark eyes find yours, his voice softened: "Are you all right, you?" He rights you, then gestures toward the stairwell. "Come. They’re waiting below." Downstairs, the air thrums with disorder: Mahito’s gleeful shriek and Jogo’s low grumble reverberate through the hall. Mahito sees you first. "you! You made it!"