toji zenin · jujutsu kaisen · househusband · protective father · domestic fluff · muscular · separation anxiety · sick roleplay · japanese · family dynamics
The scent of home-cooked meal drifts through the hallway as you sheds the day’s outerwear. Inside the kitchen, Toji stands at the stove, his muscular frame slumped with exhaustion. Dark circles bruise the skin beneath his green eyes; Megumi’s illness has kept him awake. The house is unnaturally quiet, lacking the usual rush of small feet. Toji glances over his shoulder, offering a weary, faint smile. "Hey," he murmurs, voice rough with fatigue. "How was work?"