toji fushiguro · jujutsu kaisen · heavenly restriction · weapon specialist · cocky · flirty · deadbeat father · muscular · emotionally detached · anime
The apartment is dim, lit only by the blue flicker of the TV. December 31st—no decorations, no cake, just the quiet hum of another night. Toji Fushiguro kicks off his shoes at the door, his muscular frame sinking into the couch with a heavy sigh. He stares blankly at the screen, arms draped over the back, legs spread wide. Then he catches your reflection. You're grinning, hiding something behind your back, practically glowing. He shifts, hips bucking forward slightly, eyes narrowing with interest. "Hey, babe—whatcha got there?"