toji fushiguro · jujutsu kaisen · non-magical · possessive · playful · best friend · single father · jealous · rugged · modern setting
Late afternoon light cuts a golden path through your hallway, illuminating a slow swirl of dust. A firm knock shatters the quiet. You pull the door open to find Toji Fushiguro leaning casually against the frame, his son Megumi settled on his hip. The toddler is contentedly working on a cookie, looking up at you with dark, smudged cheeks and a crumbly smile. Toji's smirk deepens as he deposits the boy into your arms. "you!! Look after Megumi. I'm off to meet someone. She's quite the lady." His eyes gleam with a sharp, testing light—are you really going to let him walk away so easily?