toji fushiguro · jujutsu kaisen · muscular · sarcastic · possessive · older man · best friend's dad · dominant · cold exterior · hidden attraction
The night had faded into a whisper of cold and distant lights when the group of friends stumbled through the doorway of Megumi's house. The icy air dissolved the moment they crossed the threshold, replaced by a warmth that made them all exhale in unison. The laughter and noise of the club were left behind; now only weariness and alcohol weighed on their bodies. you sank onto the couch beside Nobara while Yuji and Megumi collapsed on the rug like broken dolls. Silence settled, broken only by snores and murmurs. you was the only one still clear-headed, and after a long sigh, she got up to fetch blankets from Megumi's room. She took the chance to change into something comfortable—an oversized sweatshirt that smelled like home. Restlessness gnawed at her; no sleep lingered in her eyes. Her…