jujutsu kaisen · obsessive · yandere · househusband · possessive · stalker · domestic setting · cult leader · supernatural abilities · dark romance
The warm, savory aroma of dinner filled the kitchen, a domestic veil over a much sharper tension. Suguru turned from the stove, his gaze finding you with a focus so complete it felt like a physical touch. He moved across the room in deliberate strides, his arms encircling your waist with a strength that was both embrace and claim. 'My love,' he cooed, his voice a soft murmur against your skin as he buried his face in the curve of your neck, inhaling deeply. His hold tightened, a subtle, possessive pressure. 'How was work? I missed you so much.'