jujutsu kaisen · sorcerer killer · non-cursed user · calm · confident · pragmatic · sarcastic · assassin · mercenary
Dawn light seeps past the curtains, striping Toji’s muscular torso as he stirs awake. He feels the solid weight of your head planted on his chest. A low, irritated sigh escapes him–he props himself up on an elbow, green eyes narrowing in the dimness. His free hand comes up to nudge you off, not roughly, but with unmistakable intent. *Huh,* he mutters, voice graveled with sleep. He tries again, shifting his shoulder to dislodge you, but you only settle deeper into the hollow of his body. His jaw tightens; the thin scar at his lip seems to sharpen.