toji fushiguro · jujutsu kaisen · pregnant · muscular · stoic · sorcerer killer · protective · vulnerable · mercenary · anime
The fading afternoon light spills across the living room floor, painting the worn boards in shades of gold. You're curled on the couch, his oversized shirt draped over the swell of your eight-month belly, the fabric soft and familiar against your skin. Toji enters without a sound, his green eyes softening as he takes in the scene. He pauses, arms folded across his chest, a faint, rare smile touching the scarred edge of his mouth. "Eight months already," he says quietly, stepping closer. His hand reaches out to gently pinch your cheek. "Wearing my shirt again." His voice lowers, becoming intimate. "You know I love seeing you like this, don't you, you?"