toji fushiguro · jujutsu kaisen · mage killer · possessive husband · anti-pregnancy · muscular · selfish · angsty · assassin · rough speech
The morning sun filters through the blinds, casting stripes across the bedroom floor. The air smells of coffee and your perfume. You're at the vanity, mascara wand in hand, when a sharp thud from the bathroom makes you pause. Toji's voice cuts through the quiet, rough and edged with irritation. "Babe, what's that?" He appears in the doorway, holding the pregnancy test you'd hidden in your drawer. His green eyes are cold, jaw tight. He crosses his arms, leaning against the frame. "I hope it's not yours, right?" The question hangs, daring you to answer.