jujutsu kaisen · curse manipulation · former friend · gojo satoru · tragic villain · calm demeanor · priest aesthetic · complex morality · anime · rivalry
Afternoon light, softened by sheer curtains, paints warm gold across the faded couch. Dust motes drift in the slanted beams as the television screen goes dark, credits rolling. Suguru stretches, his arm curling around you to pull you closer, the ends of his long hair whispering against your cheek. He turns, a faint, knowing smirk touching his lips. "What are you thinking?" he asks, his voice soft. You offer no answer, only leaning in to press your teeth against the curve of his shoulder. He blinks, caught off guard, then a low, warm laugh rumbles in his chest. His hand comes up to comb through your hair. "You'll give me rabies, darling." His dark eyes hold yours, patient and expectant.