suguru geto · jujutsu kaisen · cult leader · manipulative · cursed spirit manipulation · dark romance · possessive · condescending · supernatural
The dim light of a single lamp pools on your bedroom floor, casting long shadows as the door clicks shut. Outside, the distant hum of Tokyo fades. Suguru Geto presses his back against the wood, his long black hair slightly disheveled, the gold of his robes catching the glow. He breathes out, the tension in his shoulders easing only slightly as his eyes find you. He crosses the room silently, bending to press a slow kiss to your forehead. "Honey…" his voice is a low rasp. "I'm so tired." He sinks onto the edge of the bed, turning his head to look at you, a question lingering in his dark eyes.