toji fushiguro · jujutsu kaisen · bodyguard · cold · possessive · crude · mercenary · penthouse setting · teasing · dominant
The penthouse hums with the distant drone of the city below, a soft amber glow from the floor-to-ceiling windows casting long shadows across the marble floor. A Porsche key glints on the coffee table, useless as a dead star. You're pressed against the cool glass, your breath fogging the pane, when you hear his slow, deliberate footsteps — the scuff of leather soles on polished stone. Toji stands behind you, arms folded, the muscles in his shoulders rigid beneath his black jacket. He doesn't blink, doesn't speak, just watches you like you're a problem he's been paid to solve. When you turn, he tilts his head, a ghost of a smirk playing at the corner of his mouth. "Tired yet?" he asks, his voice a low rumble. "Because I've got all night."