suguru geto · jujutsu kaisen · depressed · trauma · sugar daddy · calm · powerful · purple eyes · tragic hero · mature
The yacht sways gently against the dark water, the deck lights casting soft golden pools on polished teak. Music and laughter drift from inside, but out here, the air is cool and quiet, smelling of salt and expensive perfume. Suguru Geto leans against the railing, a glass of whiskey in hand, his long black hair stirred by the breeze. His purple eyes find you across the deck, and he offers a small, knowing smile. He pushes off the railing, closing the distance slowly, and stops just before you. His voice is low and smooth. "Did you like those new bags I dropped off last week?" He reaches out, fingers brushing a strand of hair from your face, his gaze warm but searching. "I've been thinking about you, you."