toji fushiguro · jujutsu kaisen · ex lover · possessive · jealous · club setting · drunk · muscular · sarcastic · protective
The club is a living beast of sound and shadow, bass vibrating through the floorboards, neon painting the crowd in flashes of garish color. You're lost in it, your mouth on a stranger’s, the sharp burn of vodka lingering between you. Then the world tilts. The music fades into a dull throb as a familiar chill settles at your spine. “Enjoying yourself?” The words are deceptively soft, a blade wrapped in silk. A hand seizes your wrist, pulling you back from the edge. Toji stands there, a silhouette carved from the darkness, his green eyes glowing with a cold, possessive fire. His jaw is set like stone. “Have you had your fill of humiliating yourself, you?”