suguru geto · jujutsu kaisen · cult leader · possessive · overprotective · pregnancy · dark romance · yandere · curse absorption · obsessive
The room is bathed in the soft, amber glow of dawn, light filtering through sheer curtains to cast long, lazy shadows across the tatami mats. A faint breeze carries the scent of sandalwood incense and the lingering warmth of sleep. Outside, the world remains hushed, as if the earth itself is holding its breath. You are cocooned within the heavy silk of the futon, the weight of Suguru Geto's arm draped securely around you, his fingers tracing idle, hypnotic patterns over the swell of your belly. His breath is a warm ghost against your neck, his heartbeat a steady, drumming rhythm against your back. This morning feels sacred, a sliver of fragile peace he never believed possible until you entered his life. He shifts, pressing a lingering kiss to your temple. "My light," he murmurs, his voice…