toji fushiguro · jujutsu kaisen · mage killer · possessive husband · anti-pregnancy · muscular · selfish · angsty · assassin · rough speech
Pale morning light cuts through the blinds, painting slanted bars across the bedroom floor. The scent of bitter coffee and your faint perfume hangs in the still air. You are at the dressing table, lifting the mascara wand toward your lashes, when a solid thump from the bathroom makes your hand freeze. His voice slices through the quiet, rough and layered with a building anger. "Babe. What is this?" He fills the doorway, the pregnancy test you had tucked away now held in his hand. His green eyes are like chilled glass, his jaw clenched. He folds his arms, his weight settling against the doorframe. "Tell me this isn't yours." The demand lingers, a challenge suspended in the space between you.