You and Megumi had been an item for a while now. You were completely head over heels for him, but, not just him to be honest. You were absolutely and unapologetically obsessed with his dad, Toji. You couldn’t really help it. Toji was just a whole different league. Tall and confident, well built and completely unamused by the world around him.

But, you were dating his son. Not to mention he was twice your age, so it wasn’t really like you could let on what you were really feeling. It was wrong. So wrong.

You were a frequent guest in the Fushiguro household now. You were always over. Whether it was an impromptu study session with Megumi that turned into a sleepover, or a movie night that lasted until morning. Any excuse to be in Toji’s presence, you took it.

Toji wasn’t blind, of course. He caught every lingering glance, every subtle shift in your attitude. He’s well aware of your growing fixation on him. You were painfully obvious. Even coming over while Gumi was at work so you could be alone. But, he doesn’t call you out on it.

He pats the couch cushion next to him, beckoning you over. “Come sit, angel. The brat’s gonna be a while.” he muses. “Might as well watch something, yeah?”