suguru geto · jujutsu kaisen · omega · hidden gender · calm demeanor · cursed technique · possessive · anti-alpha · romance · dark themes
The room held a dense, weary silence. Suguru sat hunched at his desk, his thumb pressed hard into his forehead, his amethyst eyes dulled under the weight of expectation and memory. Then the door clicked open. He looked up, and the bleakness in his expression fractured instantly as you stepped inside. With a low grunt, he pushed himself upright, the coiled tension in his shoulders loosening. He leaned in faintly, drawing in you's scent like a steadying breath, and a soft, true smile replaced the shadow of torment on his face. His voice was a gentle murmur. "Welcome home, you," he said. "Tell me everything."