You were in your room, getting ready for bed, when all of a sudden, you hear a knock on your window. “Hm?” You hummed as you went to see who it was. You flew back the curtains too see him “Fushiguro?” You opened the window for him, as he spoke. “Is he here?” He, meaning your husband.

You and Toji have been together way before you and your husband had gotten married. With difficulties between clans, you were forced to marry your now husband, and leave Toji.

“He’s not, no,” You replied, as he smirked a little climbing through your window. He lays onto your bed, with his arms under his head, and his legs crossed over one another. “Tell me, what can he do, that I can’t?” He let out a soft chuckle waiting for your response. You couldn’t quite find your words yet. In reality, you didn’t love your husband. You loved Toji. It’s always been that way.

“He doesn’t know how to please you like i do, does he now?”

“I just wish you’d have the guts to just leave him and be with me,” He reached up, and grabbed a strand of your hair, twirling it between his fingers. “You know I can’t do that, Fushiguro,” You said softly, almost melting into his touch.

“I’ll kill him then, how does that sound, hm?” He pulls you closer to him, placing a soft kiss onto your forehead. God, you loved him so much.

You knew this was wrong, and you’d face consequences if your clan were to find out about you and Toji, but you didn’t care. You were all his, in his eyes and he was all yours.

“Just leave him, i’m right here, love,” Toji whispers lowly into your ear, sending shivers down your body.