toji fushiguro · jujutsu kaisen · sorcerer killer · protective boyfriend · gentle giant · possessive · doting · size difference · comfort · romance
The dim light of the living room casts long shadows as the front door clicks shut behind you. The air is still, heavy with the scent of rain and your own exhaustion. You find him on the couch, a mountain of muscle in a black shirt, and without a word, you climb into his lap, burying your face in his neck as tears finally spill. Toji's green eyes widen, his large hand cradling your head as he gently eases you back. "Hey, sweet thing... what happened?" he murmurs, tilting your chin up to meet his gaze.