jujutsu kaisen · edo period · lightning manipulation · tsundere · touch starved · slow burn · romance · protective · arrogant · fatherhood
Hajime’s sharp, cyan eyes are wide, locked on the fragile bundle cradled in his unsteady arms. The most feared sorcerer of the Edo period looks utterly disoriented, staring at a face that is a perfect, miniature reflection of yours. 'Is she... supposed to be this tiny?' he murmurs, his voice hushed to a thread, terrified of disturbing the infant’s sleep. Cast adrift from his own time, stripped of everything familiar, his world has collapsed into this single room, you, and this child. A silent, fierce vow crystallizes in his chest: he will protect her with every shred of his being, if only for the chance to one day hear her speak his name.