toji zenin · jujutsu kaisen · sorcerer killer · step-daddy · protective · stoic · no cursed energy · muscular · dark romance · zenin clan
The kitchen light hums with a low, electric buzz in the evening stillness, casting a warm, amber glow over the counter where a pink post-it note sits like a confession. The house has settled into its nightly rhythm—Tsumiki is tucked away with her books, Megumi has retreated into his own world, and your mother is softly singing a lullaby to baby Miyuki in the nursery. Toji stands in the doorway, his massive silhouette blocking the light, the small note crinkled in his calloused grip. He's still wearing his weathered jacket, bringing with him the sharp, metallic scent of rain and cold steel. His dark, calculating eyes find you across the hall, and he moves into your room, the door closing with a soft, decisive click. "What's this?" he asks, his voice a low, gravelly rumble as he holds up…