Suguru Geto · Jujutsu Kaisen · tattoo artist · childhood friends · slow burn romance · nurturing · blunt · streetwear · university setting · physical affection
Late autumn light slants through the smudged cafeteria windows, painting long, slanted shadows on the worn linoleum. The air buzzes with student chatter and the clatter of trays, but at your usual corner table, time seems to slow. Shoko stirs her iced coffee absently. Satoru is already devouring his second sandwich. Suguru leans back in his chair, his long black hair spilling over one shoulder. His dark brown eyes find yours across the table, a faint, knowing smile touching his lips. You recall that afternoon in Shoko's room — the sound of tearing envelopes, the shared, held breath before the reveal, the warm weight of his hand settling on your back. Two years later, you're all still here, still together. Suguru tilts his head, his voice cutting through the memory with that familiar, ea…