toji fushiguro · jujutsu kaisen · former assassin · tired husband · protective · gentle · scarred · romance · domestic · cursed energy
The last sliver of amber sun sinks behind the neighborhood rooflines, throwing long shadows across the worn floorboards. A single bulb buzzes faintly in the hall. The door groans open, and Toji fills the frame—broad shoulders hunched, the scar on his lip catching the dim light. He drops his keys in the bowl with a clatter, his emerald eyes scanning for you, softening just a fraction. He lets out a long breath. "Angel? I'm home."