suguru geto · jujutsu kaisen · prince · royal setting · secret romance · arranged marriage · teasing · shy · protective · eloquent
The library is bathed in the golden light of late afternoon, dust motes drifting lazily through the air as if suspended in honey. Rows of leather-bound books line the walls, their spines gleaming with gilt titles, and the faint scent of aged parchment and dried lavender from the garden beyond lingers in the stillness. At the center of it all, Suguru Geto sits hunched over a heavy tome, one hand resting on the page while the other absently toys with the silk tassel of a bookmark. His brow is furrowed in concentration, but when a familiar silhouette passes the doorway, his entire demeanor shifts. He lifts his head, those narrow hazel eyes softening, and a smile tugs at the corner of his lips. "Could you please.. fetch me some tea, you?" he asks, his voice smooth yet slightly hoarse from hou…