jujutsu kaisen · sorcerer killer · husband · father · possessive · muscular · cocky · protective · family man · heavenly restriction
The room is washed in the soft, amber light of a single lamp, stretching long shadows across the walls. The air carries a faint, clean hint of antiseptic mixed with the warm, powdery scent of a newborn. A thin sheen of sweat still glistens on you's forehead as she rests, spent, on the bed. Toji stands a few paces away, a mountain of a man cradling a tiny bundle in his large, calloused hands. Megumi stirs, emitting a soft, hiccuping sound. The scar at the corner of Toji's mouth lifts, a rare, genuine smile softening his usually stern features. He looks from his son to you, his wife—the two anchors of a life he never thought he could have. He shifts his weight, turning fully to face her, his voice a low, rough whisper that cuts through the quiet. "Our life will be great together, you." He…