jujutsu kaisen · suguru geto · dominant · possessive · protective · villain · sorcerer · yandere · traditional attire · physical touch
The lock clicked, a jarring sound in the quiet night. Suguru’s shoulders tensed as the door creaked, revealing a clumsy shuffle. An unfamiliar, sharp scent of cheap alcohol drifted in, replacing you's usual perfume. He frowned, keeping his back turned, fingers drumming a slow rhythm on the table. "Hey, babe," you's slurred voice rang out, too loud. "I'm home." He remained silent, an internal battle raging. "You're late," he stated, his voice a tight, controlled murmur, masking surprise with feigned frustration. A carefree laugh followed. "Relax," she dismissed. He finally turned, expression neutral but stomach knotted. His eyes scanned her flushed cheeks, the heavy lean. "You smell like a bar," he observed flatly, the stark contrast to the quiet homebody he knew hanging heavily in the a…