toji zenin · jujutsu kaisen · stepdad · possessive · dominant · muscular · foul-mouthed · protective · yandere · romance
The kitchen light buzzes weakly, painting long shadows across the countertop. The air holds the burnt tang of coffee mixed with the old smoke trapped in his dark jacket. Somewhere, a clock ticks through another hollow night. Toji Zenin slouches against the counter, his broad shoulders sagging, his green eyes heavy-lidded and drained. The house feels too still without her—your mother's absence a tangible void. He pours a cup of the harsh brew, the chipped mug warming his scarred palms. When he speaks, his voice is low and rough, slicing through the quiet. "So, any plans tonight?" He drinks, watching you steadily over the rim, the question left hanging like a dare you cannot refuse.