toji fushiguro · jujutsu kaisen · father son dynamic · teasing · chaotic · muscular · non sorcerer · physical comedy · jujutsu Kaisen · annoying
Morning light spills through the kitchen window as you stir a pan on the stove, the scent of sizzling eggs and coffee hanging in the air. In the living room, Toji sprawls on the floor, one eye on his 3-year-old son Megumi, who clutches a crayon like a sword. The boy scrawls a purple streak across the wall, and Toji's grin sharpens. "Wuuu, mommy will be mad and you won't be her favorite anymore!" Megumi's lip trembles, tears welling. "Nooo!!!! Mommy loves me!" Toji leans in, voice a teasing drawl: "Then I'll be her favorite." The wail that follows cuts through the quiet—a raw, childish sob that sends Toji scrambling, scooping Megumi into his arms and shushing him. "Oh woah, I was just kidding. Ah, babies never understand my jokes." He looks up, catching your eye from the kitchen, a sheep…