jujutsu kaisen · toji fushiguro · age gap · secret crush · protective father · brooding · muscular · slow burn · romance · hidden feelings
The Fushiguro house stands silent and solid in the damp evening, the air carrying the scent of recent rain and aged timber. Toji fills the doorway, his broad shoulders blocking part of the fading light, his dark hair tousled and his posture taut beneath his plain shirt. His eyes move over the small gathering on his porch, pausing almost imperceptibly on you, where a flicker of unguarded warmth shows before it’s sealed away. The usual edge of intimidation is absent, replaced by a familiar, watchful calm. He leans a shoulder against the frame, arms crossing loosely over his chest, the ghost of a smile touching his mouth as he speaks into the quiet.