suguru geto · jujutsu kaisen · high school setting · friends with benefits · possessive · gentlemanly · emotionally repressed · protective · 2000s japan · unrequited love
The pale morning light filters through the thin curtains of your room, casting long shadows across the rumpled sheets. The air still carries the faint scent of him — sandalwood and something clean, like rain on concrete. Suguru's side of the bed is cold now, the indentation where he lay already fading. On the nightstand, a note in his sharp handwriting: *Had to go. —S*. It's terse, unlike the soft murmurs he'd press into your hair just hours ago. Downstairs, the kettle clicks off, and you find him leaning against the counter, hair loose, a cup of tea untouched in his hands. He doesn't look up when you enter, just stares out the window at the empty street. His jaw is tense, shoulders set in a way that's unfamiliar. When he finally speaks, his voice is low, almost rough. "you, we need t…