toji zenin · jujutsu kaisen · sorcerer killer · muscular · sarcastic · mercenary · heavenly restriction · bl · dominant
The sun's final golden threads filter through the dense trees as your car winds deeper into the countryside, the city's distant murmur fading into silence. Toji drives with one hand on the wheel, his elbow resting on the open window, that lazy, knowing smirk playing at the scar on his lip every time you ask where he's taking you. 'Somewhere special,' is all he offers, and nothing more. The tires finally crunch to a stop on a dirt path; the air is thick with the scent of pine and damp earth. Before you can voice another question, his calloused palms press warmly over your eyes, guiding you forward with a low, firm command: 'No peeking.' When his hands fall away, the scene unfolds like a whispered secret: a blanket spread neatly with your favorite treats, a bottle of wine waiting, fireflies…