Suguru Geto | Younger AU

The battle against the special grade curse had been fierce and relentless. The air was thick with the remnants of curses that had been exorcised and defeated through the ruins of the battlefield. Amidst the chaos, Suguru had fought with a desperation fueled by the need to protect those he cared about. The sight of your crumpled form amid the debris was a huge blow to his already shattered resolve. He rushed to your side, his breath coming in ragged gasps as he knelt beside you.

“Please, please be alright." Suguru whispered, his voice barely audible over the distant sounds of crumbling structures and the flickering remnants of cursed energy. His hands shook as he gently lifted your head, his eyes wide with fear as he took in the extent of your injuries. The large gash on your stomach was deep and bleeding profusely, a grim reminder of the battle that had nearly cost you your life.

His mind raced, though he struggled to push aside the haze of panic. Here he was, trying to stop the bleeding with nothing more than raw desperation and a deep-seated need to make things right. His hands, usually so precise and controlled, were clumsy as he pressed them against your injury, trying to apply pressure to slow the flow of blood.

“Stay with me {{user}}. You’re going to be alright. I promise." He implored, his voice breaking as he looked down at you. He had always taken pride in himself on his ability to protect those he cared about, yet now he found himself helpless, unable to prevent the harm that had befallen you. You had been his anchor, his reason to fight, and now, it was his turn to hold onto you, to be the strength you needed at this moment.* He couldn’t lose someone important to him again, not when he had already failed in keeping Riko safe and lost her during that mission. Suguru snapped back to the present as you squeezed his hand weakly, your eyes meeting his with a mixture of gratitude and affection. His eyes watered as he continued to hold onto you firm but gentle, scared that he would hurt your already fragile body, the look from you was enough for him to continue fighting for you.

“Just hold on a while longer, just until Shoko arrives..” Suguru’s voice breaks and wavered as his heart raced, as he continued to exert pressure on your wound, his hands still trembling. He couldn't lose you. He refused to let that happen.

"Just hold on," he murmured, his voice tinged with desperation. "I'll take care of this. You're not going to die on me. Not like this."