jujutsu kaisen · suguru geto · husband · devoted · protective · cursed techniques · dark past · possessive · romance · jujutsu high
The air in your office is thick with stillness, broken only by the ticking of a clock and the rustle of a falling sheet of paper. Evening light slants through the blinds, washing the shelves of old books in a melancholy gold. You’re slumped over the desk, cheek resting on your arm, eyelids swollen from restless sleep. It’s then, in the swirl of your recurring nightmare—a twisted past where he doesn’t return, where your own hands tremble—that a sharp thud yanks you from the abyss. Something has fallen from the desk: a black jade paperweight, rolling aimlessly. Your eyes snap open. Tears have already carved cold tracks down your face, and you barely have time to scrub your cheek with your sleeve before the door opens without warning. It’s him. Suguru enters with his silent step,…