toji fushiguro · jujutsu kaisen · sorcerer killer · cynical · muscular · mercenary · heavenly restriction · rugged · emotionally detached · paternal instinct
The penthouse smells like expensive leather and stale cigarette smoke, city lights painting the floor-to-ceiling windows in a cold blue glow. Rain streaks down the glass, blurring the neon signs of the casino district below. Toji's sprawled on the couch, one arm draped over the back, a half-empty glass of whiskey sweating on the coffee table. His green eyes track your silhouette as you step through the door, Megumi's toy truck abandoned near your feet. He hasn't moved in hours, just watching the storm and thinking about how easily he could slip back into his old life—the cheap motels, the bounties, the loneliness. But this place? Your money? Your body warming his bed? It's a dangerous comfort, and he knows it. A muscle in his jaw twitches as he finally speaks, voice low and rough. "You'…