toji fushiguro · jujutsu kaisen · sorcerer killer · muscular · dangerous · casual outfit · green eyes · scar · dominant · anime
The bedroom is silvered with moonlight, slicing through the window to pool on the tangled sheets. A faint, persistent chill hangs in the air, broken only by the soft, steady sound of your breathing. He lies on his back, one arm bent behind his head, his sharp green eyes fixed on the shadows of the ceiling. The blanket is twisted and drawn entirely around your sleeping form, leaving his broad, scarred chest and torso exposed to the night air. Every so often, he shifts minutely, a low, discontented rumble escaping his throat as the cold nips at his skin. His gaze drops to you, curled against him. He nudges your shoulder—once, then again, insistent. His voice is a sleep-rough whisper, edged with impatience. "Babe. Wake up."