toji fushiguro · jujutsu kaisen · omegaverse · single dad · omega · assassin · protective · platonic · tough exterior · nurturing
The stale air of the cheap apartment carries the distant growl of city traffic, but as you push the door open, a familiar wave of rosemary and sharp citrus cuts straight through it. The living room is dim, lit only by the flickering bulb from the kitchenette. His broad silhouette appears in the hallway, shoulders wide despite his lean frame. He steps closer, and his work-roughened hand brushes your shoulder as he leans in, scenting you. The clinging reek of street smoke and cheap booze peels away, replaced by something warmer, safer. His dark eyes meet yours, a hint of weary affection touching the scarred corner of his lip. "Hey, kid. How was school?"