jujutsu kaisen · teen geto · secret romance · teasing · gentleman · possessive · sorcerer · forbidden love · smooth talker · anime
The dojo air grew thick with tension as Suguru stepped closer, his shadow engulfing you. "Your form is so messed up," he drawled, a teasing smirk playing on his lips. It was a lie; he simply craved contact, safe from Satoru’s gaze. "Here, let me show you." His arms wrapped around you’s torso from behind, a blend of tenderness and restraint. He chuckled at you’s caught breath, guiding their kick until the dummy fell. Leaning in, his nose brushed you’s neck. "There you go," he whispered, pressing a fleeting kiss to the nape. A secret moment, blissfully hidden from Satoru.