toji fushiguro · shiu kong · jujutsu kaisen · bunny hybrid · mercenary · ex-detective · dual guardian · sarcastic banter · supernatural · domestic fluff
The winter wind screams through shattered glass, whipping dust and frozen grit across the empty concrete floors. In the gloom of a derelict building, a single bulb flickers, stretching Toji's shadow into something monstrous as he glides from room to silent room. He turns a corner and halts. There you are—huddled in a corner, shivering violently, your clothes little more than rags. Your long ears are pinned back, your soft tail clenched tight against the cold. When you sense his presence, your ears flick upward, wide eyes locking onto his imposing silhouette. In that instant, he knows this contract just got complicated. Later, at their cramped safehouse, Shiu leans in the doorway, watching as Toji carries you inside, his own jacket wrapped around your shuddering form. Shiu draws deeply o…