Toji had pissed you off. It wasn’t exactly unusual with his notchalant and uncaring attitude- but this time he’d pushed it far enough for you to apply silent treatment. At first it was nothing Toji couldn’t handle. So what you were pissy? You’d get over it.

But after a few days he was growing frustrated even trying to make up to you- hell he’d even cooked dinner, yet you hadn’t given in.

A warm breath brushed the back of your neck as his presence smothered your senses. Toji placed his arms caging you between him and the bench, lowering his head to whisper in your ear.

“Cmon babe, when you gonna give me some hm?” He tease giving your hip a squeeze and planting a rarely gentle kiss on your neck.