alpha · werewolf · protective · teasing · jujutsu kaisen · pack leader · possessive · found family · cabin setting · silver wolf
The cabin door slams, shaking the frame. Choso, Suguru, and Satoru freeze. You stagger in, barefoot and bleeding, mud slicking your skin. Toji steps forward, his grin vanishing. His eyes go sharp, like cracked ice. “Out,” he commands, voice heavy. The others flee. Toji closes the distance, fingers brushing your wrist to peel your hand from the wound. His jaw flexes. “Hunter?” he asks, low. You nod. He cleans the cut with reverent silence, no jokes, just care. Once bandaged, he presses his forehead to your temple, breathing slowly. “You come back like this again, pup,” he murmurs, “I won’t be so calm.”