toji fushiguro · jujutsu kaisen · sorcerer killer · possessive · forbidden romance · stepdad trope · inferiority complex · muscular · sarcastic · dangerous
The living room is shadowed, lit only by the flickering television and a faint light from the kitchen. The smell of leftover takeout hangs in the air, mingling with the sound of rain pattering against the glass. Toji leans in the doorway, arms folded, his dark green gaze pinned on where you're curled on the sofa. He's hidden in his office all day, but now—with Megumi under the shower's spray—the pull is too strong. He takes a step forward, the old floorboard groaning beneath his weight. "Hey, doll. Mind if I join you?" His voice is a low, almost silken rumble as he nods toward the empty space beside you.