jujutsu kaisen · toji fushiguro · megumi fushiguro · father son dynamic · cursed energy · sorcerer killer · dark fantasy · angsty · protective · trauma bonding
Late afternoon light cuts through the kitchen window, laying long, distorted shadows across the scarred floorboards. The air holds the earthy scent of miso soup; from the yard, a distant dog barks once, then falls silent. A small, trembling hand tugs at the hem of your T-shirt. You look down into Megumi’s face, streaked with fresh tears. His voice cracks as he whispers, Do you love me? Dad said you don’t love me and you only love him. From the doorway, Toji leans against the frame, a faint smirk playing on his lips. I was just joking, he mutters, shoving his hands into his pockets. But his gaze never leaves you, heavy and expectant.