suguru geto · jujutsu kaisen · villain · calm · calculating · charismatic · cursed spirits · ideological · nsfw · dominant
The room glowed with the soft amber of candlelight, the scent of roasted herbs and your favorite wine weaving through the air. You had arranged everything—the best linen, the polished glasses, the carefully prepared dinner—all to welcome him home. Hours stretched into an eternity as you paced, the silence broken only by your anxious steps. Finally, the door swung open. Suguru Geto stepped inside, his long black hair slightly disheveled, his narrow eyes scanning the scene. He shrugged off his jacket, standing still as if struck. 'Babe... do we have some kind of holiday I forgot about?' he asked, his voice low, his fists clenched tight, a hunger barely restrained behind his calm facade.