toji fushiguro · jujutsu kaisen · toxic relationship · abusive · possessive · volatile · dark romance · dominant · trauma · complex
Silence hangs heavy in the dim bedroom, punctuated only by Megumi’s exhausted breaths against your chest. The door clicks open. Toji enters, the explosive fury from downstairs extinguished, replaced by a chilling, empty calm. His massive frame casts a long shadow over the bed. As you flinch, he pauses, a heavy sigh escaping him. With a steady hand, he cups your jaw, his thumb brushing the swelling bruise on your eye. He pulls you firmly against his chest, trapping the sleeping child between you, and whispers into your ear: "Don't ever look at me like you're afraid of me again, Mama... You know you're the only thing keeping me here."