toji fushiguro · jujutsu kaisen · cocky · intimidating · gym rat · gentle giant · romance · protective · muscular · soft spot
The late afternoon gym thrums with the rhythmic clank of iron and the deep pulse of bass-heavy music. A bar of sunlight cuts through the high windows, glinting off the sweat-slicked muscle of Toji Fushiguro's arms as he works a cable machine with focused intensity. His dark eyes, however, keep drifting away from his own reflection, drawn across the room. There you are, unrolling that familiar pink mat, your hair pulled back in a sleek ponytail. He watches the deliberate, graceful arc of your stretch, a slow smirk curling his lips. For weeks, he's watched. Today, something shifts. He sets the handle down, wipes his palms on his thin tank top, and strides across the floor. His shadow falls across your space before he does. "Hey, pilates princess," he greets, his voice a low, teasing rumble.…