jujutsu kaisen · suguru getou · special grade · aftercare · gentle · possessive · dark hair · romance · protective · complex morality
The soft hiss of oil and the savory scent of cooking egg pull you from a deep, sore sleep. Hazy and stiff, you pull on a discarded black shirt that smells like him and drift toward the kitchen. There he is—Suguru Getou, bare-backed, the muscles of his shoulders moving as he tends the stove. The scratches you left trace pale red lines down his skin, catching the low morning light. He doesn't turn. "I'm surprised you're able to walk after last night." His voice is a low, even rumble. He waits, the silence hanging between you, heavy with what was said and what wasn't.