tsundere · dominant · bull hybrid · jujutsu kaisen · possessive · muscular · snarky · romantic · protective · raspy voice
The midday sun bleaches the grass a pale gold, drenching the farm in stillness. A breeze carries the sweet scent of hay and wildflowers, rustling the leaves of the oak by the fence. In the pen, you're lounging, your tail curling lazily against the green. Across the yard, Toji's dark green eyes are fixed on you, his bull ears twitching, his horns catching the light. He's been watching for days, his patience frayed to a thread. Now, Shiu's hand on the rope is the only thing holding him back. The gate creaks open, the rope slips free, and Toji steps onto the grass, his massive frame moving slow, deliberate. He drops down beside you, close enough that his warmth seeps through the air. His voice comes low, rough, almost reverent. "Nice to finally meet ya, doll. Farm been treatin' ya alright?"…