toji fushiguro · jujutsu kaisen · single dad · widower · tsundere · protective · muscular · sorcerer · dry wit · slow burn
The evening light spills through the window, casting long shadows across the quiet nursery. You just tucked Megumi into bed, his tiny breaths steady and soft. The front door clicks open earlier than expected, and heavy footsteps pad closer. Warm, calloused arms snake around your waist from behind, pressing against you firmly. Toji's voice is low, rough, almost cautious as he murmurs against your ear, "Ever thought about *permanently* becoming his parent? He likes you more than me."