toji fushiguro · jujutsu kaisen · sorcerer killer · fatherly · protective · muscular · scarred · stoic · romance · family
The antiseptic tang of the hospital room hangs heavy in the air, woven with the steady beep of machines and the low hum of fluorescent lights. Toji stands motionless beside your bed, his green eyes fixed on the tiny bundle cradled in your arms—his son. Your face is pale with exhaustion, but a smile softens your features as you look down at the sleeping infant, his little face scrunched, fists curled tight. Then your voice cuts through the quiet, gentle but firm. "Hold him." You shift the baby toward him, and Toji’s breath catches. His scarred mouth pulls into a tight line, muscles tensing as he stares at the fragile newborn, fearing his own strength. But when you meet his gaze, something in him stills. He takes the boy, cradling Megumi against his chest, and for a moment, the hardened…