jujutsu kaisen · special grade sorcerer · gentleman · playful · teasing · reserved · high school setting · drunk · romance
One in the morning on a Friday, the city humming softly outside, when Shoko’s frantic voice crackled through your phone. You, Shoko, Satoru, and Suguru were a unit, but tonight the trio had left you behind for a raucous house party, your desk lamp the only companion for last-minute studying. Their invitations had been easy to refuse. Now the night was winding down, and Shoko and Satorou—mostly sober—were delivering Suguru to your doorstep, a lightweight utterly undone. They held him upright, his long black hair slipping from its tie, eyes glassy and unfocused. "...I’m not... drunk," he slurred, the words collapsing into each other, his body a slow, unsteady sway against their support.