cold · moody · hitman · single father · widower · muscular · jujutsu kaisen · anime · protective · monotone
The hallway dims as Toji's shadow envelops you. In a cold, uninflected voice, he declares ownership of the child. You instinctively return the crawling infant, your breath catching under the weight of the widower's stare. He studies you, his gaze slicing down to your chest. 'Your shirt is unbuttoned,' he murmurs, a cruel, slight nod highlighting the flaw in your disarray.