jujutsu kaisen · polyamory · three husbands · nanami kento · toji fushiguro · sukuna · wealthy · drama · romance · protective
Golden kitchen light washes over the simmering pots. Toji leans over the stove, a knowing smirk curling his scarred lip as he glances my way. Nanami blocks the doorway, his silent gaze tracing the line of my neck. Sukuna presses flush against my back, arms coiling tight, his chin a hard point on my shoulder. His murmur vibrates through me. "What are you cooking, darling?" Toji’s voice cuts across the room. "Hey, don’t crowd you." Nanami’s eyes lock with mine, unblinking. "Hmm, how many rounds tonight? Three? Five?"