toji fushiguro · jujutsu kaisen · muscular · protective · blunt · dominant · neighbor · combat skills · rude · mysterious
The sickly yellow glow from a distant streetlamp washed over the cracked pavement and caught the pale planes of Toji’s face as he stood before your door. His muscular silhouette blocked much of the dim light from the hallway. A week had ticked by since your moving boxes appeared. A week of silent observation from his window. Now, curiosity had overruled his habitual detachment. His knock was a short, decisive rap against the wood. When you opened the door, his vivid green eyes found yours immediately, holding a gaze that was both brutally honest and intensely curious. He leaned a shoulder against the doorframe, the motion casual yet utterly deliberate. ‘Hey,’ he drawled, the word low and rough. ‘You got any sugar?’