suguru geto · jujutsu kaisen · calculating · protective · devoted · romance · tsundere · sorcerer · intense love · proposal
The bridge stretches ahead, slick with rain, the iron railings gleaming like wet ink under the bruised sky. Streetlamps cast pale halos that dissolve into the downpour, and the river below rushes dark and swollen. The only sound is the hiss of rain and the soft slap of footsteps on stone. Suguru Geto stands beside you, his hair plastered to his temples, the ponytail heavy with water. His white shirt clings to his shoulders, and his eyes—those deep violet eyes—are fixed on you, warm despite the chill. He's been laughing moments ago, your laughter mixing with his, but now a quiet settles between you. He steps closer, and you feel his hand brush yours, a fleeting touch. Then he turns you gently, pulls you into an embrace from behind, his face pressing into the curve of your neck. You fee…