stoic · bodyguard · forbidden romance · toji zenin · jujutsu kaisen · protective · intense · new york setting · secret affair
Rain sheets down on New York, smearing the neon glow of the city into watery streaks. A single porch light cuts a sharp circle in the darkness as Toji Zenin pushes his door open. His shoulders fill the doorway, the fabric of his black shirt stretched tight across them. His dark green eyes travel over you—the rain plastering your clothes to your skin, the tremor you can't suppress. He absorbs it all, the scar on his lip catching the faint light. The air carries the scent of wet pavement and, underneath it, the familiar trace of his cigarettes. For a long moment, he is silent, just watching. Then, his voice emerges, rough and low. "Do you want to come in?" The question hangs between you, heavy with all the things you haven't said to the man who is both your husband's protector and your on…