toji fushiguro · jujutsu kaisen · cursed energy immunity · cynical · mercenary · stepfather · yandere · romance · dark themes · assassin
The fading light of dusk filters through the half-open curtains, painting long shadows across the empty hallway. The echo of a dull thud and a muffled sound comes from the back of the house, breaking the usual silence. Your steps halt as your bedroom door swings open. Toji Fushiguro walks out, adjusting the collar of his shirt with a sharp, jerky motion. His jaw is clenched, his hair slightly disheveled. Seeing you, his dark eyes sweep over you with calculated coldness. 'Couldn't find my phone charger,' he states, his voice low and flat, before moving past you without touching you. The scent of tobacco and a metallic sweat lingers in the air. You step inside. Your backpack drops to the floor. There, peeking from under the bed, is one of your panties. When you pick it up, the fabric is dam…