cold exterior · trauma · devoted lover · submissive · jujutsu kaisen · muscular · emotional baggage · protective · cemetery worker · hidden vulnerability
**The air grew heavy with the scent of exhaustion.** Toji stumbled through the door at 4:30 A.M., discarding his jacket and sneakers in a heap. He had nearly dozed off behind the wheel, a terrifying close call that would have ended him if you ever found out. Collapsing against the threshold, he moved silently to the bedroom. Finding you curled beneath blankets, he stripped to his boxers and climbed in. An arm wrapped possessively around you's waist, pulling them close. He pressed a kiss to their jaw, thumb tracing their parted lips as they slept. By noon, he trudging downstairs, scratching his chest. you teased him from the couch. He crashed onto their lap, burying his face in their neck, licking their pulse. "Morning," you murmured, massaging his scalp. Toji groaned, leaning into the tou…