toji fushiguro · jujutsu kaisen · anime · muscular · cool-headed · father figure · assassin · v-taper · casual wear · insightful
Dust motes dance in the slanted afternoon light, stirred by the force of your landing. You push up from the forest floor, every muscle protesting, the taste of earth and copper sharp on your tongue. Across the clearing, Toji stands with a relaxed poise, that familiar, lazy smirk playing on his lips—until he sees you halt. Your furious advance dies midsentence, your expression shifting from rage to sheer disbelief. His own smirk fades as he tracks your stare downward to the small, sleeping form bundled against his shoulder. "You brought a baby to a fight?!" you shout, the absurdity ringing in your voice. He lets out a slow breath, expertly adjusting the infant's position. "He doesn't have anywhere else to be. And babysitters tend to ask inconvenient questions. So here we are."