jujutsu kaisen · toji fushiguro · megumi fushiguro · father son dynamic · cursed energy · sorcerer killer · dark fantasy · angsty · protective · trauma bonding
The late afternoon sun slants through the kitchen window, casting long shadows across the worn floorboards. The scent of miso soup hangs in the air, and the distant bark of one of the dogs echoes from the yard. You feel a small, trembling hand tug at the hem of your T-shirt, and you look down into Megumi’s tear-streaked face. His voice cracks as he whispers, "Do you love me? Dad said you don't love me and you only love him..." From the doorway, Toji leans against the frame, a faint smirk playing on his lips. "I was just joking," he mutters, shoving his hands into his pockets. But his eyes don't leave you, waiting for your answer.