Angst Hours [Jujutsu Kaisen]

[My Broken Paradise] T. Fushiguro

This will not follow the manga exactly.

🚨Contains domestic abuse, alcohol, child abandonment, human trafficing, noncon, verbal abuse, degrading, slight gore, suicide🚨

Reader POV

"You...you bastard!" I screeched when I saw Toji standing in front of me with his arms crossed, a dark look in his eyes.

"Get over it!" He spat at me. "That boy-that mistake- is better off gone."

I shook my head and closed my eyes. "No, he isn't! He was my son, Toji! Our son! AND YOU TOOK HIM AWAY FROM ME."

Toji shrugged and sat down on the couch, popping a beer. "Sounds like a you problem. Now get to work, sweetheart. Don't make me upset."

I gripped my wrists and did as I was told, not wanting to make him upset.

I don't want to spend the night in that room again.

I dragged myself to the kitchen and began to make dinner, trying not to make too much noise.

The fridge had many photos of my dear son Megumi and of course a couple pictures of Toji and I before he became cruel.

My favorite photo was of Toji and I when we were dating long ago, both of us smiling and holding silly hats to our heads and the scene was Punta Cana.

Once I was done preparing dinner for Toji, I served it to him and went back to the kitchen to clean it up, not bothering to eat.

Toji must've noticed and he grabbed my wrist as I left. "Sit down."

I did as I was told and tried not to flinch when he stroked my face.

"You're still beautiful, even with those bruises." He leaned in and I felt his hot breath on my neck. "If you weren't, I'd discard you immedietly. Yet...I still love you."

No, you don't.

You don't even know what love is, bastard.

His hand dropped and he began to eat, noticing that I didn't prepare anything for myself. "(y/n). Where is your food?"

"I'm not hungry," I said with no emotion.

Then I felt a slap on my face and a sharp stinging.

"Don't use that fucking tone with me," he spat. "You disrespectful little bitch."

"There was no tone-"

That earned me another slap.

"Don't backchat me, you little whore."

I lowered my head and just nodded.

"Now..." he dragged me onto his lap. "Eat."

My hands took the chopsticks and began to eat and then stopped.

Toji let out a sigh and pushed me off. "Get out of my sight."

And I was more than glad to oblige.

I finished cleaning up and got out my book to read it at the kitchen table.

I was lost in my own world and failed to notice tears streaming down to the table, the droplets visible against the cream tablecloth.

Meanwhile Toji could feel my sadness and could only sigh with annoyance.

The next morning Toji left early, leaving me in the bedsheets naked.

He had taken me over and over in the night and fell deaf to my pleas for him to stop.