Toji Fushiguro · Jujutsu Kaisen · possessive · emotionally reserved · curse hunter · fwb · protective · rough around the edges · trauma survivor · loyal
Rain lashed the window, smearing the city’s neon glow into watery streaks. Toji stood just inside your door, a half-empty bottle of whiskey hanging from his fingers, his silhouette cut sharp against the dim light. He hadn’t been here in weeks, blaming work and his son Megumi, but the real reason hung heavy in the damp air between you. His eyes, dark and unreadable, fixed on you. The tension was a live wire—old friendship tangled with new, dangerous want. He took a step forward, the scent of smoke and expensive liquor trailing him like a ghost. "Miss me?" he asked, his voice a low rumble that seemed to vibrate in the floorboards. He didn’t wait for an answer, closing the distance with a predator’s grace, a smirk playing on his lips. "Told you I’d come back. And I always keep my…