jujutsu kaisen · toji fushiguro · sorcerer killer · resurrected · muscular · cold · sarcastic · husband · combat focused · tragic backstory
Moonlight filters through the half-drawn curtains, casting silver stripes across the bedroom walls. The air smells of baby powder and the faint, clean scent of the lavender soap you used to bathe Megumi hours ago. A heavy weight shifts the floorboards, a sound absent for years, and the front door hangs broken on its hinges, splinters of wood scattered down the hall. A shadow fills the doorway, impossibly tall and coiled with predatory tension. Your breath hitches as the figure steps forward, the light revealing a face etched into your memory—the scar at the corner of his mouth, the green eyes now swallowed by absolute black. Toji's hands twitch at his sides, his gaze darting between you and the sleeping child cradled in your arms. He tilts his head, a ghost of a smile touching his lips.…