masterlist. ask. you lose all your memories of your relationship with satoru and although he's devastated, he does everything he can to make you fall in love with him. and you can't help but fall for his antics all over again

not proofread! ngl...this was the longest fic i've ever written

everything felt...wrong. your head hurt a lot more that usual. your eyelids heavy and you could barely move your body at all. just what the hell was going on?

your eyelids fluttered open only to be hit by bright, white lights and the smell of antiseptic and medicine. you groaned trying to sit up when you suddenly heard a frantic gasp, followed by shuffling on your right side. your eyes still needed some time to adjust and when you could finally see, you saw your roommate, satoru by your side, holding your hand, worry and relief etched onto his face at the same time.

"i'm so glad you're okay", he kissed the back of your hand which took you by surprise. you quickly yanked your hand away from him, your heart rate spiking. satoru looked at you confused. "what's wrong, baby?"

baby?...what the fuck was going on?!?!

"what did you just call me?"

"i called you, baby. are you still not feeling alright? should i get a nurse?"

"why did you call me...that? we're roommates, remember?"

"what? we started dating two weeks ago. have you forgotten?". your eyes widen. there was no way this was real. he was fucking with you like he always did. although you never found his jokes funny, this especially wasn't.

"i'm not up for your jokes gojo. this is serious. also, why am I in the hopital?", just then a nurse came in and smiled at the both of you. she checked your vitals and everything and later satoru was called out by the doctor. all while you sat alone in your thoughts trying to remember how the hell you ended up in the hospital. some time later, satoru came back in. he sat down by the edge of the bed and tried holding your hand away but you pulled away, again.

"the doctor said you'll have to stay here for another week before you can come back home. i was so worried about you"

"how did i end up here? and how long was i out for?"

"i found you lying at the bottom of the stairs when i came back home a week ago and quickly rushed you to the hospital when you weren't responding. you've been in a coma for 6 days"

"huh?!?!", you let out getting even more confused. just what happened until you lost your balance and slipped all the way down the stairs. you were happy to have still been alive, but how could you be so clumsy.

"i was hoping you would wake up sometime soon. i sat and slept right there and never left your side. i was so scared, baby", he caressed your cheek, your cheeks warming and absolutely bewildered.

how did you even come about dating your hot roommate. you've had a crush on him for as long as you could remember, did he really feel that way and how come you don't remember either of you confessing.

"i still need some time to think about...us dating. it's just too much informationg at the moment". satoru nodded, keeping his hands to himself. you laid back down on the bed, back facing him trying to calm down your beating heart.

throughout the week, the doctors performed multiple tests to check up on your health. satoru came to visit you everyday without fail, bringing you your favourite food and spilling all the things you'd missed out on. he stayed with you almost all day and some days, slept right on the couch no matter how many times you insisted that he shouldn't. but he ignored you like he always did. "is it such a crime to sleep in the same room as my girlfriend?"

again with the girlfriend thing. no matter how many times you thought about it, it just didn't make sense. why the hell would he choose you over the hundreds of girls who threw themselves at him on the daily. did you confess? did he confess? were the both of you forced into some kind of situation? or was it...a bet?

satoru was a nice guy and he would never lead on someone he's not interested in. but that still was a possibility. yeah...he was probably pushed into this situation and that made you feel like shit.

a week had finally passed, meaning you could finally go back home and sleep in your own bed. satoru helped pack your belongings as you changed into a dress that he brought for you. you don't remember buying it, at all.

you walked back into the room just as satoru finished packing. when his eyes rested on your figure, his eyes softened and a smile appeared on his face.

"you look so beautiful", he engulfed you in hug, your face planted right against his chest, his scent invading your brain. you wanted to wrap your arms around him but you couldn't. your arms stayed awkwardly at your side and he finally pulled away. "let's get you home."

sat in the passenger seat, you thought long and hard whether you should confront him. if it's a bet you needed to let him know that he can't disrespect you like that. you pursed your lips aware at the fact that he had his eye on you.

"everything good? you look uneasy", he placed his hands on your thigh, his thumb rubbing small circles on your skin. you shoved his hand away and stared at him.

"is this some kind of bet?"

"what?"

"don't act stupid, gojo. did you lose a bet or something? or is this some kind of sick dare? i know we're not dating"

"yes we are dating, (name). why would you even think that?"

"it just doesn't make sense. you can have anyone you want and you choose me? and conveniently, you re eal to me that we're dating mere minutes after i woke up from a fucking coma at my most vulnerable. you really think i wouldn't think about that?"

"i have no idea where you're getting all these crazy ideas from but we can discuss this properly at home"

"no! i wanna talk about this now! don't try to ignore me, gojo! i need answers"

"first of all, it's 'toru to you. secondly, i would never so much as lie to you about that because i actually love you"

"bullshit!". satoru let out a heavy sigh. the smile that once graced his handsome features long gone, replaced by something you can't really define. the rest of the ride was quiet. you were angry. you had been put in a situation that you didn't understand, under circumstances you don't even remember. before long, gojo pulled into the dorm parking lot and you quickly got out.

satoru grabbed your bag and you both went up the elevator to your dorm room. once inside, you sat down at the counter waiting for him to settle down. he came into the kitchen and poured a glass of water then handing it to you.

"make it make sense to me. how exactly did we start dating?". you stare was intense. satoru shifted awkwardly in his seat and cleared his throat.

"about four weeks ago, i came back from a party late and found you waiting for me on the couch. i was a little tipsy and i just couldn't help but find you so cute when you berating me and i just kissed you...you didn't pull back, but you didn't return the kiss either and then i told you that i love you. i poured my heart out to you, (name)"

"you said we started dating three weeks ago"

"you didn't answer me that same night. you said you needed time to process and came back to me a week later and that's when we became official"

you remained quiet, still trying to process this all. satoru reached for hand and stared into your eyes lovingly. "i would never lie to you like that. i just hope you can believe believe me and accept me as your boyfriend again".

now you felt like shit.

"i'm sorry for attacking you like that. i should have trusted you more."

"there's no need to apologize, cutie. i totally understand. atleast i have my girlfriend now, safe and sound right where she sould be"

the next weeks roll by. you were still trying to adjust to the whole dating satoru thing. it still felt kind of weird when he would run up to you, pick you up and spin you around. but in a way, it still felt nice.

the knowledge of having eneded up with your crush was pretty sweet. satoru refrained from kissing you and touching you all the time although it was killing him. he had finally made you his and he had to do the work all over again, but it was going to be worth it.

he took you out on cute dates, bought you cute gifts whenever he had the chance and always walked or drove you wherever you needed to go to. he chatted up an thunderstorm, making sure that you always knew he was present and will forever be by your side.

you grew more fond of him and became more drawn to him. he was a really sweet guy, incredibly, stupidly handsome and he only had eyes for you. he was everything you could ever want in a boyfriend. and you needed him to know exactly how you felt, again.

three months after your coma, he took you out to the finest restaurant in the city. your hands became clammy as the night neared it's end and it didn't help that he was being overly sweet too. pouring you a glass of wine, offering you his food, listening to you talk. you almost chickened out but you didn't want to lose him.

you finally got back home and right before he unlocked the front door, you grabbed his wrist.

"is there something wrong, baby", he asked in a low voice, his brows furrowed making him look worried. you stared to the side, your cheeks getting warmer, your legs stiff but feeling jelly like at the same time and you felt so overwhelmed as you heartbeat quickened.

you took in a deep breathe and looked him in the eye. "i've been thinking a lot and...i...i love you satoru". you shut your eyes, waiting. a part of you waited for the rejection, the humiliation anything just so you could be done with this.

time seemed to pass by so quickly, and no answer came out of him. you slowly opened your eyes only to see him teary eyed as his hand covered his mouth. he embraced you in a tight hug and this time you hugged him back. his face against your neck as he sniffles.

satoru pulled back, the biggest smile you've ever seen on his face as his cheeks flushed pink.

"i love you too, (name)...so so much", he picked you up and spun you around before pressing his lips onto yours in a passionate kiss. his hand rested on your hips while your arms wrapped around his neck, a tear now streaming down your face. he pulled back, now resting his forehead on yours.

"no matter how long it would have taken, i will always wait for you to come back to me"

a/n: btw, i was listening to "wanna be yours" while writing this bc it felt right

. ۫ ꣑ৎ . 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐒 𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐕𝐄𝐃 © 𝐅𝐋𝐕𝐕𝐅𝐅𝐘

wc: 628. not proofread. anon.

you were not much of a talker. and you boyfriend suguru knew that. he understood that. and because of that, he learned that small actions were signals that you wanted something.

you would stare at something for way too long at the store and he knew you liked it. you wouldn't take your eyes off of it until he grabbed your attention. "you like it, baby", he would ask, his height towering over you and playing with your hair.

"yeah..."

"do you want it?", you only stare at him, not really wanting to say anything. you didn't want to be ungrateful. "it's okay I'll buy it for you", he flashed you a smile and gave you a small peck on the cheek before taking it off the shelf and paying for it.

when you want to cuddle, you would walk up to hin and grab his hand then lead him onto the bed or the couch. he would lay with you, your head resting on his chest listening to his heartbeat as he's caressing your thigh and kissing the top of your heard occasionally whispering sweet nothings.

sometimes you just sit on his lap when you want attention while he's either working or playing video games. he smiles and presses a soft kiss on your lips as you make yourself comfy. "you're gonna have all my attention when i'm done, cutie"

suguru almost always catches you staring at his food whenever you're out to eat. your boyfriend's food just looks so much more scrumptious. you try to make it subtle but he sees it. he picks some up with his fork/spoon/chopsticks and places it near your mouth. "say ahhhh....", he says and you open your mouth taking a bite of his food. it really was delicious.

"it's really good", you say and he smiles.

"mhmmm... if you want we can eat together", he pushes his plate between the both of you. you just can't help but think how sweet he is.

you always help suguru relax after he comes back from work. completely exhausted and all suguru can think of is enjoying a nice dinner and bath then cuddling with you on your shared bed.

although he understands that you're too shy to express yourself to him at times, that doesn't mean he's not gonna tease you.

you walk up to suguru and tug on his sleeve. he knows that means that you want a kiss, but he's gonna act clueless, just because he can. "what's the matter sweatheart?", he asks a stupid smirk on his face.

"uhh...", you're trying to come up with words but nothing. so you just stare at him and tug at his sleeve again, hoping he got the message this time.

"sweetie, i'm not just gonna understand you if you don't talk", he plays with the ends of your hair and you feel lile combusting. why was he doing this to you?

you sat in silence again but nothing. realizing that he really wasn't gonna do anything, you breathe out and gather your words. "i-i....want a...kiss", you say quietly.

"what's that? i didn't hear you. speak up pretty...", your heart is beating more rapidly now and your cheeks are getting warmer. but he's not showing signs of mercy.

frustrated you let it all out. "i want a kiss, suguru", he chuckles.

"you could've just said so", he pulls you by your waist, placing one hand behind your neck and placing a soft but passionate kiss on your awaiting lips. he pulls you impossibly closer to you, deepening the kiss only letting go to take in a breathe before tasting your addictive lips again.

suguru pulls away, the both of you breatheless, his forehead on yours. "that wasn't so hard now was it?..."

sukuna never uttered the words 'i love you'. he didn't feel like he needed to. you knew he loved you. it was as clear as day through his actions. the way he always pats your head and squishes your cheeks when you're acting cute, hugging you immediately when he notices you're not feeling lile yourself, asking the cooks to prepare your favourite foods so he can make you happier.

you didn't necessarily need him to tell you that he loved you...but you always hoped, dreamed to hear him utter those three beautiful words to you, but the time never came.

until today. no one had suspected anything. not you, not sukuna, not the servants. but here you were...on the floor, in a pool of your own blood, one hand placed gently on your deep stab wound as sukuna stared in pure horror.

he quickly knelt down infront of you and held you in his arms. you were breathing heavily, eyes glassy as blood flowed form your mouth too. you look up at him and a small smile forms on your lips.

"kuna...", you cup his cheek and his jaw clenches.

"who did this to you...?", the anger in his voice was evident, as well as despair. he knew that someday he would loose you. never to see you again, never to hear your gorgeous laugh, your stupid jokes...but he didn't expect it to be so soon...not now

"don't worry about it...you're here...", you cough up more blood and wince as he only stared at your face. he could see the life draining from your eyes, your body slowly getting colder as you struggled to breathe. "i'm sorry i couldn't protect myself properly. i'm so weak..."

"i will find whoever did this to you...i promise", you let out a strangled laugh and his heart clenches. tears stream down your cheeks and you close your eyes.

"i love you so much sukuna. i'm so happy i got to love a man like you...". it's getting harder to breathe, harder to see him clearly, harder to ignore the pain. "i hope we meet again in the next life...". he watches as your hand that was once touching his cheek so lovingly, so tenderly, fall back to your side. the sparkle in your eyes gone. the slow movement of your chest no longer visible. you were gone, gone like the wind right in his arms. the same arms you fell asleep in every night without fail. the same arms that carried you.

sukuna couldn't believe it. he stayed there with your body still in his arms, his kimono drenched in your blood and all the moments he had with you flashed before his eyes, and now...now he wishes that he would have said those three words he always hesitated to tell you...to express how he feels.

he pulls you impossibly closer to him and whispers in your ear, voice dry and husky, "i love you too..."

masterlist. winner of the poll

you were going to be late for work. not because you woke up late. not because you took too long in the shower and not because you were doom scrolling in bed and lost track of time.

you were going to be late because your husband, satoru, just couldn't seem to let you go. you found it cute at first, him begging you not to go and whining when you say no, but the act was getting boring especially because you were standing at the door, trapped in his arms for the last twenty minutes.

"for the last time, 'toru. i have to go", he only shook his head and pulled you impossibly closer against him.

"you don't have to work...i make enough for the both of us...you can stay home with me...you should stay home with me", satoru whispered into your ear, nuzzling his face against your neck, inhaling your scent.

"i actually like my job. i know you can pay for everything, but i also want to treat myself sometimes". satoru looked at you like you'd grown two heads. he looked you up and down, his frown deepened and shook his head, no.

"absolutely not. what kind of husband would i be if i just let you spend your hard earned money. only a loser would do that, and I'm no loser.", he pulled you closer to him again, this time peppering kisses all over your face.

"as cute as this is, satoru, i have a life to live"

"yeah, with me". this time he captured your lips in a long, passionate kiss, your lipstick now on him before pulling away and staring at you with the most love sick eyes. "i could just lock you up and keep you all to myself. i bet your boss is an ugly guy"

"my boss is a woman", he pressed his lips together in a straight line and sucked his teeth.

"whoever keeps you away from me is ugly by default. how much should i pay you to stay with me? i'll give you double your current salary-"

"don't be ridiculous, satoru"

"it's 'toru to you", you checked your wrist watch for the nth time and rolled your eyes.

"i'm gonna get stuck in traffic if you keep me here for longer", satoru sighed dramatically and pulled you in for one last hug before capturing your lips again in another kiss. but this one felt different. he kissed you like he would never see you again before pulling back and looking at you with the saddest puppy dog eyes.

"you can go now, my love". he escorted you to your car, his hand on your lower back and once you were settled in your seat, the door closed, you rolled down the windows and you kissed his cheek. "get there safe. call me when you do"

you said your goodbyes and were soon. some time later you realized that you had forgotten your purse. you reached for your phone with the intention of messaging satoru to tell him you were coming back. and to your surprise, you found that he sent a selfie of him posing with your purse, all pearly whites out and your lipstick still smeared on his lips. and below it a text.

my handsome clingy husband: i wont let you go this time if you come back

that lovesick bastard...

. ۫ ꣑ৎ . 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐒 𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐕𝐄𝐃 © 𝐅𝐋𝐕𝐕𝐅𝐅𝐘

masterlist. winner of the poll

you were going to be late for work. not because you woke up late. not because you took too long in the shower and not because you were doom scrolling in bed and lost track of time.

you were going to be late because your husband, satoru, just couldn't seem to let you go. you found it cute at first, him begging you not to go and whining when you say no, but the act was getting boring especially because you were standing at the door, trapped in his arms for the last twenty minutes.

"for the last time, 'toru. i have to go", he only shook his head and pulled you impossibly closer against him.

"you don't have to work...i make enough for the both of us...you can stay home with me...you should stay home with me", satoru whispered into your ear, nuzzling his face against your neck, inhaling your scent.

"i actually like my job. i know you can pay for everything, but i also want to treat myself sometimes". satoru looked at you like you'd grown two heads. he looked you up and down, his frown deepened and shook his head, no.

"absolutely not. what kind of husband would i be if i just let you spend your hard earned money. only a loser would do that, and I'm no loser.", he pulled you closer to him again, this time peppering kisses all over your face.

"as cute as this is, satoru, i have a life to live"

"yeah, with me". this time he captured your lips in a long, passionate kiss, your lipstick now on him before pulling away and staring at you with the most love sick eyes. "i could just lock you up and keep you all to myself. i bet your boss is an ugly guy"

"my boss is a woman", he pressed his lips together in a straight line and sucked his teeth.

"whoever keeps you away from me is ugly by default. how much should i pay you to stay with me? i'll give you double your current salary-"

"don't be ridiculous, satoru"

"it's 'toru to you", you checked your wrist watch for the nth time and rolled your eyes.

"i'm gonna get stuck in traffic if you keep me here for longer", satoru sighed dramatically and pulled you in for one last hug before capturing your lips again in another kiss. but this one felt different. he kissed you like he would never see you again before pulling back and looking at you with the saddest puppy dog eyes.

"you can go now, my love". he escorted you to your car, his hand on your lower back and once you were settled in your seat, the door closed, you rolled down the windows and you kissed his cheek. "get there safe. call me when you do"

you said your goodbyes and were soon. some time later you realized that you had forgotten your purse. you reached for your phone with the intention of messaging satoru to tell him you were coming back. and to your surprise, you found that he sent a selfie of him posing with your purse, all pearly whites out and your lipstick still smeared on his lips. and below it a text.

my handsome clingy husband: i wont let you go this time if you come back

that lovesick bastard...

. ۫ ꣑ৎ . 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐒 𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐕𝐄𝐃 © 𝐅𝐋𝐕𝐕𝐅𝐅𝐘

masterlist. back after my 5 month hiatus bc of school. graduated last week and really hope I can pump out a lot of fics to make up for the 5 months. good to be back

girl dad!nanami who is a proud father of two perfect angles and a proud husband to you. nanami was so thrilled when you first told him you were pregnant. he span you around and kissed you deeply. his daughters are his absolute joy. he has a picture of you and his daughters in his wallet and likes to show you off when he needs to.

girl dad!nanami who deals with having to flip the entire house looking for a plushie. one of them is following behind him, quiet tears rolling down her chubby cheeks and sniffling very loudly as nanami's checking under the cushions. he sighs for the nth time then looks at his daughter and carries her in his arms trying to soothe her. "it's okay darling, we'll get you another one..."

"but i want that one...". safe to say the plushie was safely tucked beneath her blankets.

girl dad!nanami who's heart swells when he's met with his two girls as soon as he comes back home. as soon as he says the words 'i'm home' the girls are quick to rush to the front door and trap his legs in a hug while you're walking up to him slowly with the prettiest smile. his daughters bombard him with questions and take his bag and one even offers to take his coat. he thinks they're absolute angels talking his ear off as they swing on his legs. his energy is quickly restored after such a tiresome shift.

girl dad!nanami who's jolted awake on the regular when one of them has a nightmare. "daddy...daddy...can you move?... i want to sleep here too". nanami hears her soft voice and quickly sits up and picks her up.

"you had a nightmare?", he asks and she nods, fisting his shirt, her breath irregular. he pats her head and kisses her forehead multiple times. "it's okay. i'm here for you...you're safe". nanami places her gently next to you and only falls back asleep when she does.

girl dad!nanami who enjoys preparing the girl's lunches. he's up before you anyways so why not bother. nanami makes sure that they have a nutritious lunch packed with enough protein, vitamins and greens. and if they've been good all week, maybe some candy. nanami also checks if their water bottles are empty after school. they have to be we'll hydrated if they want to grow up healthy.

girl dad!nanami who reads bedtime stories to both of them while they're leaning against him on either side. he's reading the story slowly and changing his voice slightly for the characters so they can have a little fun. and when they both finally fall asleep, he has no problem carrying them to their beds. he just can't get enough of them.

girl dad!nanami who put together a playhouse in their room over the course of a week. you were both out shopping with the kids at their uncle's (satoru) and he spots the playhouse. "you think the girls are gonna love this?", he points to it with a serious look on his face.

"i'm sure they would, ken. a playhouse would be great for them". and the next thing he knows, he's walking out with the huge box and quickly gets to work as soon as he's home. when the girls come back a week later they run into their room to find nanami placing the finishing touches. the girls squeal and run to nanami locking him in a hug as a bunch of thank yous and i love yous spill from their lips as his heart is quietly exploding.

girl dad!nanami who reprimands them when they do something wrong even though it hurts him. he never yells, never uses harsh words but he knows how to get the point across. the part he hates the most is when they look up at him with glassy eyes and a sad pout as they apologize for what they did wrong. nanami wants to pick them up and hug and kiss them but he doesn't because he knows that they should acknowledge what they did wrong.

girl dad!nanami who randomly says that he wants another one as you're curled up in bed. he's just tucked the girls in bed and comes up to you holding you close, face in your chest. "another one wouldn't be so bad, right honey?"

"you really want a third?? you are whipped. those girls are going to be the death of you"

"and i'll die happy..."

. ۫ ꣑ৎ . 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐒 𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐕𝐄𝐃 © 𝐅𝐋𝐕𝐕𝐅𝐅𝐘

toji sees reader cheating on him in his dream and gives her the silent treatment. comments and reblogs aee appreciated.

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toji couldn't believe his eyes. he couldn't believe that you would betray him like this...and with the his own bestfriend? toji's heartbroken as he watched you giggling at shiu's jokes. clinging on his bicep, the same way you do to him. toji only watched as a tear rolled down his cheek, his heart aching in an all too farmiliar way.

toji woke up from the horrid dream and turned around to find you sleeping next to him, where you've always slept, hair unruly, mouth slightly agape and your chest moving up and down. he stared at you for a moment before narrowing his gaze. "traitor", he whispered before turning around, his back facing you and attempted to fall back asleep.

your alarm rang in the morning. you quickly turned it off, the sound abusing your ears, before sitting, stretching and letting out a big yawn. but something felt off. you sat up without struggle and that's when you noticed toji's back facing you. you always woke up with his limbs tangled in yours and he never had his back facing you, which meant that he was upset with you.

you scratched your stomach and weakly shook his shoulder, "toji....toji, it's time to wake up". no response. you shook his shoulder again but he slapped your hand away. you sucked your teeth and let out a sigh before lazily plopping on top him. "toji~ wake up~", but he just shoved you away.

he never acted like this which meant that he was really upset. your collected memories, however, did not show any moments of you annoying him. infact, you ended the night pretty well so it didn't make sense why he was acting that way.

"toji...are you mad?", he shrugged his shoulder at your question. he hadn't been answering you so far and he'd attempted to ignore you...toji was giving you the silent treatment...unbelievable.

you had done absolutely nothing wrong and he just woke up and chose to ignore you. okay...this was fine...two can play at that game.

you got out of bed to get ready for the day, taking a shower without inviting him and the cherry on top, with the door locked.

toji didn't like that, but he wouldn't admit that to a traitor. you had your breakfast in silence, still sat close to each other but not talking and barely touching.

you were waiting for him to fold at any moment, but breakfast just proved that he wasn't giving up.

and to make matters worse, he silently offered to wash the dishes. you didn't complain though and headed over to your living room, plopped onto the couch and turned on the tv. toji emerged from the kitchen some time later and instead of sitting on the same couch as you, he sat right across from you. you narrowed your eyes at him but his were glued to the screen.

it just didn't feel right. the toji you knew would have been patting your ass right now or gripping your waist but he was just sat there in his sweats with legs spread. his bare chest rising and falling with every breathe he took. you wanted to make him suffer the way he was doing to you for no reason, but you just couldn't take it anymore. you had to know what got him so mad at you.

you got up, walked up to him and straddled him. "look at me, toji". you said when you noticed that he was clearly avoiding eye contact. once he shifted his gaze to your face, he noticed your knotted brows. you were trying so hard to look mad at him. cute

you stared into his dark eyes, your heartbeat spiking up a bit. he had the most precious pair of eyes you had ever seen...but you're not on his lap to admire him.

"why are you not talking to me?"

"i wasn't? that doesn't sound like me"

"toji, this is serious. you haven't spoken to me all morning. are you ignoring me?"

now he felt kind of bad. toji noticed the shift in your tone and he knew what he was doing was stupid. he was messing with your real feelings over a dream. he placed his hands on your hips, his thumbs rubbing slow circles. "you cheated on me"

"what?"

"in my dream. you cheated on me with shiu". you heaved out a loud sigh of relief, hand over your heart to stop it from beating so fast.

"you had me sacred for a second. i thought you were accusing me of cheating"

"i am"

"it was a stupid dream. why the fuck would i cheat on you? let alone with shiu". a beat of silence passes between you, toji's gaze drifting aside.

"i don't know? maybe because he's a better man that me?". you cupped his cheeks, making him look at you.

"he's not you. i love you simply because you're you. and i won't let you go for someone who has better financial decisions, better morals, better-"

"you're not makin' me feel any better, doll", you giggled and pressed a soft kiss to his lips.

"you get my point. i love you, toji, and nothing will ever change that. and i plan to keep it that way", a small smile spread across his face.

"i love you too, baby", toji leaned closer and sealed your lips into a soft kiss, his rough hands running up and down your sides as you wrapped your arms around his neck. you broke the kiss, resting you forehead onto his.

"next time you pull this shit again, i'm kicking you out"

. ۫ ꣑ৎ . 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐒 𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐕𝐄𝐃 © 𝐅𝐋𝐕𝐕𝐅𝐅𝐘

toji sees reader cheating on him in his dream and gives her the silent treatment. comments and reblogs aee appreciated.

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toji couldn't believe his eyes. he couldn't believe that you would betray him like this...and with the his own bestfriend? toji's heartbroken as he watched you giggling at shiu's jokes. clinging on his bicep, the same way you do to him. toji only watched as a tear rolled down his cheek, his heart aching in an all too farmiliar way.

toji woke up from the horrid dream and turned around to find you sleeping next to him, where you've always slept, hair unruly, mouth slightly agape and your chest moving up and down. he stared at you for a moment before narrowing his gaze. "traitor", he whispered before turning around, his back facing you and attempted to fall back asleep.

your alarm rang in the morning. you quickly turned it off, the sound abusing your ears, before sitting, stretching and letting out a big yawn. but something felt off. you sat up without struggle and that's when you noticed toji's back facing you. you always woke up with his limbs tangled in yours and he never had his back facing you, which meant that he was upset with you.

you scratched your stomach and weakly shook his shoulder, "toji....toji, it's time to wake up". no response. you shook his shoulder again but he slapped your hand away. you sucked your teeth and let out a sigh before lazily plopping on top him. "toji~ wake up~", but he just shoved you away.

he never acted like this which meant that he was really upset. your collected memories, however, did not show any moments of you annoying him. infact, you ended the night pretty well so it didn't make sense why he was acting that way.

"toji...are you mad?", he shrugged his shoulder at your question. he hadn't been answering you so far and he'd attempted to ignore you...toji was giving you the silent treatment...unbelievable.

you had done absolutely nothing wrong and he just woke up and chose to ignore you. okay...this was fine...two can play at that game.

you got out of bed to get ready for the day, taking a shower without inviting him and the cherry on top, with the door locked.

toji didn't like that, but he wouldn't admit that to a traitor. you had your breakfast in silence, still sat close to each other but not talking and barely touching.

you were waiting for him to fold at any moment, but breakfast just proved that he wasn't giving up.

and to make matters worse, he silently offered to wash the dishes. you didn't complain though and headed over to your living room, plopped onto the couch and turned on the tv. toji emerged from the kitchen some time later and instead of sitting on the same couch as you, he sat right across from you. you narrowed your eyes at him but his were glued to the screen.

it just didn't feel right. the toji you knew would have been patting your ass right now or gripping your waist but he was just sat there in his sweats with legs spread. his bare chest rising and falling with every breathe he took. you wanted to make him suffer the way he was doing to you for no reason, but you just couldn't take it anymore. you had to know what got him so mad at you.

you got up, walked up to him and straddled him. "look at me, toji". you said when you noticed that he was clearly avoiding eye contact. once he shifted his gaze to your face, he noticed your knotted brows. you were trying so hard to look mad at him. cute

you stared into his dark eyes, your heartbeat spiking up a bit. he had the most precious pair of eyes you had ever seen...but you're not on his lap to admire him.

"why are you not talking to me?"

"i wasn't? that doesn't sound like me"

"toji, this is serious. you haven't spoken to me all morning. are you ignoring me?"

now he felt kind of bad. toji noticed the shift in your tone and he knew what he was doing was stupid. he was messing with your real feelings over a dream. he placed his hands on your hips, his thumbs rubbing slow circles. "you cheated on me"

"what?"

"in my dream. you cheated on me with shiu". you heaved out a loud sigh of relief, hand over your heart to stop it from beating so fast.

"you had me sacred for a second. i thought you were accusing me of cheating"

"i am"

"it was a stupid dream. why the fuck would i cheat on you? let alone with shiu". a beat of silence passes between you, toji's gaze drifting aside.

"i don't know? maybe because he's a better man that me?". you cupped his cheeks, making him look at you.

"he's not you. i love you simply because you're you. and i won't let you go for someone who has better financial decisions, better morals, better-"

"you're not makin' me feel any better, doll", you giggled and pressed a soft kiss to his lips.

"you get my point. i love you, toji, and nothing will ever change that. and i plan to keep it that way", a small smile spread across his face.

"i love you too, baby", toji leaned closer and sealed your lips into a soft kiss, his rough hands running up and down your sides as you wrapped your arms around his neck. you broke the kiss, resting you forehead onto his.

"next time you pull this shit again, i'm kicking you out"

. ۫ ꣑ৎ . 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐒 𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐕𝐄𝐃 © 𝐅𝐋𝐕𝐕𝐅𝐅𝐘