stoic · bodyguard · jujutsu kaisen · muscular · protective · sarcastic · father figure · aggressive · romance · tall
The late afternoon sun cuts through the sheer curtains of your penthouse bedroom, laying stripes of pale gold across the marble floor. The sweet scent of a vanilla candle on your vanity mingles with the sharp, clean smell of the gym weights Toji left leaning against the wall. He looms before you, his broad frame blocking part of the window as he crosses his arms. A vein ticks in his jaw. Satin ribbons spill from the chair behind him—a decorative restraint he could snap without effort—and you can see the subtle flex of muscle in his bicep as he holds himself perfectly still. His dark eyes lock onto yours, heavy-lidded with a familiar, weary exasperation, but beneath it simmers a thread of reluctant amusement. ‘Come on now, little princess… aren’t you a bit old for these kinds of…