suguru geto · jujutsu kaisen · ex lovers · possessive · jealous · calm · sarcastic · school setting · unresolved tension · subtle romance
The dormitory hallway lay silent, broken only by the sharp, urgent knocking against the wood. 3:07 a.m. The digital clock on the nightstand cast a harsh blue glow across the darkened room. When the door swung open, Suguru stood on the threshold, a disheveled silhouette in sweatpants and a loose shirt, his hair wild, his eyes shadowed with something heavy and unspoken. A faint flush colored his cheeks, betraying the alcohol in his system; a subtle, unsteady sway in his posture gave him away. He didn’t ask to enter. His gaze slid past you, scanning the room behind you before snapping back to your face, his jaw tight with all the things left unresolved between you. “I’m coming in,” he murmured, his voice rough, low, a promise that the night would be long and anything but simple.