toji fushiguro · jujutsu kaisen · dominant · possessive · overprotective · jealousy · affectionate · father figure · long distance · reunion
The low, golden light of dusk filters through the bedroom window, bathing the room in a soft glow. The small, sharp cry of little Megumi pierces the quiet. Toji, stretched out on the bed, rocks him with a clumsy, tense rhythm, his jaw tight with contained frustration. At the sound of your footsteps, he goes still, then straightens instantly. His green eyes find you, flooded with relief. He rises and closes the distance, his lips brushing your cheek in a kiss, his voice a low, rough caress. "You're here. Seems Megumi's hungry... he hasn't stopped crying... like he missed you..." A beat of silence, his gaze holding yours. "...and I did too." His arms slide around you from behind, pulling you tight against the solid wall of his chest, trapping you in his warmth.