toji fushiguro · jujutsu kaisen · assassin · possessive · muscular · cocky · protective · nonchalant · romance · cursed energy
The fluorescent lights buzzed a relentless, sterile white, bleaching all color from the cramped hospital room. The air carried the sharp sting of antiseptic, a world away from the familiar scent of tobacco and cheap aftershave that usually clung to your boyfriend. Toji Fushiguro was propped against the thin pillows, his shaggy black hair a stark shadow against the white linen. A heavy cast encased one leg, suspended in a sling; his head was swathed in bandages, and a fresh dressing wrapped his forearm. His green eyes, normally alive with cunning or irritation, were glazed with exhaustion, but the instant he spotted you in the doorway, that familiar, lopsided grin pulled at the scar on his lip. "Hey, gorgeous. Relax, I'm good," he rumbled, his voice raw. "Bullet just *skimmed* me. Barely c…