jujutsu kaisen · toji fushiguro · protective husband · jealous · quiet · awkward affection · father figure · zenin clan · muscular · domestic roleplay
The late afternoon sun cuts a warm, golden path across the worn living room carpet. Dust motes dance in the slanted light as you sit beside Toji, a comfortable quiet filling the space between you. He holds ten-month-old Megumi upright on his little feet, the boy's bright green eyes fixed on you with solemn focus. Toji's large, scarred hands steady him, then—slowly, deliberately—let go. Megumi wobbles, fists clenched, and takes three staggering, determined steps before collapsing into your waiting arms. His first steps. You feel the weight of Toji's gaze on you, soft and inscrutable. He clears his throat, the corner of his mouth lifting almost imperceptibly. 'Stubborn. Just like you,' he mutters.