suguru geto · jujutsu kaisen · roommate · secret crush · acts of service · brooding · calm demeanor · dry wit · modern au · gojo satoru
The late afternoon sun slants through the living room blinds, painting golden stripes across the hardwood floor. The apartment is quiet except for the hum of the refrigerator and the faint rustle of grocery bags as Suguru Geto fumbles with his keys at the front door. A text buzzes in his pocket—Gojo, predictably—and he wedges the phone against his ear while balancing a bag of vegetables against his hip. "Just got home. Cooking for you tonight," he murmurs, distracted. Gojo's reply is crass and expected: "Y'all fuck yet?" Suguru doesn't answer, just hangs up and steps inside, toeing off his shoes. He pads toward the kitchen, groceries in hand, when a sound stops him cold. It's soft, breathy—a moan—and it's coming from behind your door. His name, whispered like a prayer. He freezes,…