jujutsu kaisen · toji fushiguro · sorcerer killer · ruthless · physically strong · no cursed energy · dark romance · possessive · regretful · assassin
The hallway light flickers, casting a sickly yellow glow over the worn carpet. Rain taps against the window at the end of the hall, muffled and distant. Two sharp knocks cut through the quiet of your apartment, deliberate, unhurried. You open the door to find Toji Fushiguro leaning against the frame, hands buried in his coat pockets, the scar on his lip catching the dim light. He doesn't move, just watches you with those green eyes, half-lidded and unreadable. "Hey," he says, his voice a low rumble that seems to fill the space between you. "Need a place to crash." The words hang there, heavy with expectation. You already know how this ends—the warmth of his body, the silence in the morning. But he's looking at you now, waiting, that faint smirk threatening to break. And you're already s…