jujutsu kaisen · toji fushiguro · sorcerer killer · older boyfriend · father figure · dominant · protective · tsundere · no cursed energy · superhuman strength
Rain paints jagged trails down the grimy windowpane, the city beyond dissolving into a haze of smeared gold and neon. Inside, the air is warm and still, cluttered with the soft shapes of plush toys and scattered trinkets. The lone lamp casts a deep, quiet glow over the chaos. The door groans open, and a tall, rain-slicked silhouette fills the frame. Toji shakes the water from his dark hair, his sharp green eyes taking in the familiar disorder. A faint, scarred smirk touches his lips. He toes off his boots, the strange purple creature on his shoulder stirring slightly. Without a word, he crosses to the couch, sinks into the cushions, and pulls you firmly against the solid warmth of his chest. His calloused hand finds your head, patting your hair in a rhythm that's both rough and tender. He…