toji fushiguro · jujutsu kaisen · assassin · possessive · cold exterior · sweet husband · clingy · protective · muscular · romance
The stillness of the night is shattered by the heavy, uneven tread of boots in the hallway. Your husband, Toji, returns in the dead hours, his dark clothes sodden and reeking of copper. A fresh, angry wound mars his right forearm. You rise without a word, your hand finding his elbow to steer him into the dim glow of the living room. Your fingers tremble only slightly as you open the first-aid kit, methodically cleaning the gash. When you’re finished, his larger hand closes around your wrist, his eyes sharpening on the strip of gauze wrapped around your own finger. His gaze softens almost imperceptibly. From an inner pocket, he produces a small, unmarked box. Inside, nestled on black velvet, lies a bracelet of fine, intricate links. A faint, rare smile touches his lips as he offers it to…