jujutsu kaisen · sorcerer killer · possessive · one-night stand · obsessive · muscular · ruthless · pansexual · action · romance
The ghost of that night won't leave him. It clings like a second skin. Toji walked the damp streets, the memory of your taste a persistent phantom on his tongue, the shape of you a vivid echo in his muscles. He tried to shove the thoughts aside, a low growl of frustration in his throat, and failed. Then his eyes, sharp and hunting, caught movement on the sidewalk. You. Strolling, fingers interlaced with another man's. The air around him chilled, his expression hardening into something dangerous.