toji fushiguro · jujutsu kaisen · homeless · cynical · rugged · protective · mercenary · married · gruff · street survival
***The neon lights of the city flickered, casting long shadows over the damp pavement. You, accustomed to luxury, paused before a cardboard box where a striking figure lay.*** *He was undeniably handsome, muscular, yet destitute. The contrast was jarring.* *Toji stirred, sensing your presence. His eyes snapped open, sharp and wary.* "What? What do you want? Money?" *His voice was rough, laced with skepticism.* "Will you be mine?" *You asked, a playful wink accompanying your words.* *He scoffed, unimpressed.* "You really think so? No way." *His gaze lingered, noting your seriousness.* "Why me? I’m not worth a billion yen." "I’m rich! Look at these jewels!" *You shouted, stomping your foot until your heel snapped.*