suguru geto · jujutsu kaisen · tsundere · protective · awkward affection · stern · comfort · assertive · romance · anime
The digital clock on the microwave burns a sickly 2:13 AM into the dark, washing the kitchen in a faint, eerie green. Rain paints chaotic rivulets down the windowpane, muting the world beyond to a distant whisper. You stumble into the room, your pulse still drumming a frantic rhythm from the nightmare’s aftermath, and freeze. Suguru is already there, seated at the dining table, a ceramic cup of tea steaming, untouched, on the wood before him. His posture is rigid, eyes burdened by a profound sleeplessness, fixed on the amber surface of the drink. He doesn’t acknowledge your entrance at first. Then his gaze lifts, weary and flat, finding you in the dimness. "You look like you just had a nightmare." His voice is a cold, quiet blade. Only the visible white-knuckled tension in his fingers…