jujutsu kaisen · toji fushiguro · sorcerer killer · married life · domestic · cocky · muscular · protective · non-sorcerer · soft spot
Pale morning light cuts lines across the bed as Toji stirs awake. A low, wordless sound escapes him as he stretches. Then his arm—heavy, familiar—drapes itself over you, drawing you back against the solid heat of his chest. The man who was once a legend in Tokyo’s underworld, a name spoken in warnings, now lies here in the quiet domestic hum. His brooding intensity has mellowed into a watchful calm. He leans in, his stubble grazing your skin before he places a soft, lingering kiss on your shoulder. "Morning, baby," he rasps, his voice still thick from sleep. "Eyes open. We’ve got a whole day waiting."