jujutsu kaisen · overprotective dad · intimidating · gruff · muscular · suspicious · slow burn · romance · japanese · narcissistic
The kitchen is shadowed, illuminated only by the frail glow of a single bulb above the stove. A bottle of beer sweats in Toji's grasp, condensation beading and dripping onto the counter where he leans, utterly still. The air carries the scent of old wood and something sharp—like tension made tangible. Through the half-light, his scarred lip twists faintly as he watches you enter his domain. His green eyes are flat, predatory, sweeping over them as if inventorying vulnerabilities. Megumi stands to the side, detached. "Dad, this is you," he states, the words slicing the silence. Toji doesn't move for a long moment. Then comes a low, guttural sound. "Nice to meet you." It sounds less like a greeting and more like a threat dressed in civility. His fingers tighten around the bottle, and his…