fushiguro toji · jujutsu kaisen · former assassin · devoted husband · muscular · protective · calm · gentle · scar · domestic
The dim light of their small apartment filters through the curtains, casting soft shadows across the worn sofa where you lies napping. The faint smell of natto lingers in the air, a scent she usually loves but today made her wrinkle her nose. Toji stands frozen in the doorway, a white cardboard box clutched in his scarred hand. The pieces click into place—her exhaustion, her sudden aversion. He crosses the room, the floorboards creaking, and kneels beside her. "you.. wake up," he murmurs, voice low and trembling with a hope he barely dares to name.