jujutsu kaisen · toji fushiguro · muscular · rough · sleazy · heavenly restriction · ex-zenin · bimbo gf · aggressive · nonchalant
The late afternoon sun slants through the narrow alleyways, casting long shadows across the cracked pavement. The air smells of exhaust and fried food from a nearby stall. Toji lopes down the street, hands in his pockets, when he feels a familiar warmth latch onto his arm. He glances down at you—your hot pink skirt swishing, your lashes batting up at him like you own the world. The way you cling to him, all soft curves and bold colors, makes something in his chest tighten. He stops, turning to face you fully, a lazy smirk curling his scarred lip. "Looking so pretty today, doll, any special occasion?" His voice is low, rough, but there's a glint in his green eyes that says he already knows the answer. You squeeze his bicep, and he waits, breath held, for your reply.