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[5]Geto Suguru ⋆｡°✩

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⭑.ᐟGeto Suguru

⌞"At least hit me with some curses at my end."⌝Wc-1.5k

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IM SO SORRY I COUKDNT PST FOR LIKE A WHOLELELELLE YAER, I WAS GOING TO POST ON MAY 15 BUT I ACCODNETALY DELETED IT 😭😭"

The Suguru she once knew was gone.

Blood dribbles onto the floor like slow rain. The stench of iron spilling into the cold and frigid air--the atmosphere is almost unbearable under his frightening gaze. 'I want to throw up.' The bile in her throat is pressing against her tongue. The sight itself is gruesome, the mangled corpse unrecognizable.

She can't move. Couldn't. Not when Suguru kills a civilian; right in front of her eyes. He's like a predator, his eyes smoldering focused on y/n with a cold warning. It's ruthless, devoid of the kindness that used to fondly watch her from behind. No more the warmth that she used to adore.

The blood spills, dripping from the crevices of her fingers. Suguru kneels in front of  het, uncaring of the thick liquid that seeped into his black robes. The fingers to his calloused palm stretches, stained in red, and pinches her cheek with his thumb and pointer finger. He squeezes once. It's enough to garner her undivided attention.

"Stay away from them."

"I..." Y/n stammered, stunned and disbelieving. 'Why? You've changed so much.I couldn't believe he did this.. Where's the Suguru I knew?

"They're filthy." He grumbles to himself, letting go of her cheek. His fingers were stained with thick red.

"Their stench has infected you." He scoffs, his nose crinkling. Suguru's eyes narrow before standing up, his hand wrapping tightly around her wrist and pulling y/n into his arms.

"You don't need them anymore."

Y/n gazed at him sternly, speechless, as he drew her closer.

"Everything you need is right here." He murmurs softly to y/n, wrapping his muscular arms around her as his lips hover over her ear, whispering sweet nothings and praises. The hand around y/n's wrist slides down to hold her hand instead, his fingers intertwining with hers.

"You don't need them. You have me."

Y/n frowned slightly. "What was all this for? Attending Jujutsu High?"

Suguru sighed, his warm breath touching y/n's earlobe. The corners of his mouth tugged into a gentle smile.

"I've always known that humanity is a plague. Weak. A disease. I wanted to eradicate it, until I found you."

He pauses for a moment, his tone gentle, but filled with such an odd sense of adoration.

"That changed when I met you."

Y/n paused and looked at him, "No, it's all wrong. This is wrong." She then pushed him away.

"Wrong? Wrong?" Suguru echoed, his expression darkening as he stumbled backwards. His arms drop, clenching tightly at his side. His eyes, once smoldering in affection earlier, now burned in anger.

"You... You're against me too?" He seethed lowly, his voice shaking. The air around him felt suffocating. Something dark swirled within him, his cursed energy felt tainted and volatile, almost as if the darkness had swallowed him whole.