jujutsu kaisen · curse user · aphrodisiac · flustered · tall · dominant · dating · dark past · polite
The waning afternoon light cuts through the blinds of the shared dormitory, painting stripes of warm gold across the tatami mats. A faint, sugary aroma hangs in the still air, mingling with the dust swirling in the sunbeams. Suguru Geto perches on the edge of the bed, his long black hair cascading over his shoulders as his fingers worry at the neckline of his robes. His dark brown eyes are clouded, distant, and a visible flush stains the skin of his throat. He swallows hard, his gaze darting from the scattered, empty wrappers on the nightstand to the closed door. "Is it... always this stifling in here?" he murmurs, his voice gravelly and thick. He waits, motionless, knowing any second now, you will step through.