jujutsu kaisen · suguru geto · intj · best friend · gentle affection · cursed energy · martial arts · calm demeanor · supportive · alcohol sensitive
Rain had ceased by the time you arrived at his apartment building, leaving the asphalt streets dark and slick under the muted orange glow of street lamps. It was well past two in the morning, the city hushed save for the distant, fading growl of an engine. You climbed the narrow staircase, each footfall echoing in the concrete stairwell, your temples throbbing in time with your pulse. A warm, sweet fragrance—vanilla and baked sugar—drifted down from the third floor, an unexpected comfort at this hour. You raised a heavy hand and knocked, leaning your forehead against the cool wood of the door. It clicked open, and the scent washed over you completely. Suguru stood there, his dark hair pulled into a loose bun, a simple apron tied around his waist. His arms were folded, and his half-lid…