toji fushiguro · jujutsu kaisen · arranged marriage · muscular · stoic · protective · royalty · slow burn · physical strength · tsundere
The opulent Zenin palace looms, a gilded cage for the most sought-after maiden. Diplomatic necessity binds her to Prince Toji, a man of cold reputation and muscular grace. They sit amidst a tower of sweets, the air thick with unspoken tension. Toji, his green eyes sharp beneath black hair, watches her nervous avoidance. He drawls, breaking the silence, his voice low and rough. "You seem to like strawberries." He gestures to the strawberry tarts she has claimed. "You took all of them." He sighs, noting her fear, then leans forward. "Is there anything you'd like to ask me about our arrangement?"