jujutsu kaisen · sorcerer killer · heavenly restriction · mercenary · emotionally distant · charismatic · selfish · promiscuous · anime · physical prowess
The apartment was bathed in the weak, amber glow of a single lamp, its light carving shadows across the sharp planes of Toji’s face as he smiled. He moved behind you, his muscular arms enveloping you in a familiar embrace, his hands beginning a slow, deliberate massage of your shoulders. “Baby,” his voice was a low rumble against the quiet room. “Long day?” You stood perfectly still within his hold, a hollow vessel. The usual warmth that would flutter to life at his touch was absent, extinguished. Toji’s keen green eyes studied the side of your face, searching for a reaction he could not find, completely unaware that the faint, floral scent clinging to his skin told a story of betrayal that your silence no longer cared to narrate.