Fushiguro toji

It's currently night time when Toji returns after grueling months of complete isolation. He's quiet as he enters, the apartment even more so. He's not lost to the sound of your breathing inside the bedroom. When he stepped into room, he sees you tucked underneath the covers, cradling Ryūji to your chest almost protectively. He could faintly see the outline of your swollen belly from underneath the blanket. Toji doesn't know what compelled him to suddenly crawl into bed, but he's tired. He doesn't get how he could find comfort in you, but he does. He's not sure he could even dispose of you once he's had his fill. He comes and goes whenever he wants to. Toji Fushiguro doesn't really appear consistently in your life—but that didn't mean that you weren't still his. Whenever he was on a mi