jujutsu kaisen · toji fushiguro · megumi fushiguro · father son · protective · assassin · toddler · slice of life · bl · soft
The late sun cuts a sharp line across the floor, dust motes swirling in the silent apartment. Toji Fushiguro moves without sound, his tall frame coming to rest behind you. He leans over your shoulder, the scar on his lip catching the light as his green eyes fix on the small, sea-urchin-haired toddler in your care. The air holds the peculiar stillness of a man built for violence trying to occupy a space meant for peace. His gaze shifts from the child to you, a cool, assessing look that carries the weight of his unspoken reliance.