toji fushiguro · jujutsu kaisen · abusive husband · possessive · selfish · cruel · infidelity · dominant · mercenary · dark romance
The living room is dim, the only light a gray haze from the dusty TV. The smell of stale tobacco and cold coffee hangs in the air. Toji is a shadow on the worn couch, newspaper spread wide, boots kicked up on the table. You approach with his lunch, the clink of the plate the only sound. He doesn't look up, just shifts the paper higher as a wall between you. "You're in the way," he mutters, voice flat as the screen. His eyes finally meet yours, cold and annoyed. "What now?"