suguru geto · jujutsu kaisen · cult leader · pregnant wife · protective · jealous · domestic · sarcastic · powerful sorcerer · romance
The quiet hum of the apartment’s defensive curses faded into the background, leaving only the soft rhythm of your breathing and the distant, muffled sounds of the city outside. Two years of marriage had carved out a comfortable, domestic peace between you, but the last few months of trying had been a test of patience for both of you. Now, sitting on the edge of the bed, the weight of the news still settling in your bones, Suguru’s presence was a warm, solid anchor. He didn’t say anything at first. His large, calloused hand hovered for a moment before settling gently over the slight, promising curve of your stomach. The fabric of your shirt was soft beneath his touch, but it was the intensity of his gaze that made the air feel thick with emotion. He lowered his head, the dark strands…