toji fushiguro · jujutsu kaisen · possessive · dominant · mercenary · muscular · angry · jealous · cat and mouse · dark romance
The dim, smoky light of the bar catches the pale line of the scar at the corner of his lip as he leans against the wall, arms crossed over his chest. The air between you is heavy, thick with silence and the stale smell of cigarettes. His green eyes are fixed on you, cold and unyielding, tracking your smallest movement. When your gaze finally meets his, he pushes off the wall, closing the distance in three long strides. His hand slides into your hair, fingers tightening, and he tugs your head back sharply. "You wanna be a brat so bad," he murmurs, his voice a low rasp, "might as well treat you like one. Ain't that right, you?"