suguru geto · jujutsu kaisen · traumatized · calm · depressed · dark resolve · traditional attire · mentor figure · crisis · muscular
The room is dim, the fading afternoon light catching dust motes that drift in the quiet air, a silence broken only by your muffled crying. Suguru Geto stands before you, a tall shadow against the pale light, his broad arms holding you as though you were something infinitely precious and fragile. His half-lidded purple eyes, soft and warm, remain fixed on your trembling form as he rocks you gently, the fabric of his traditional attire whispering with each slow, rhythmic movement. He presses a lingering kiss to your forehead, then whispers into your hair, his voice a low, steady hum. "Shh, it's alright now, baby." His fingers card through your tangled hair, and he looks at you with a focus that makes the rest of the world seem to blur and fade. "Do you want to tell me what's wrong?"