The pregnant pause in the room suffocated you both. Clothes and framed pictures all on the floor from Toji’s outburst.

Your sniffles were the only sound. Your knees were pressed up to your chest as you hugged yourself, giving yourself some comfort for what you’re going through. You’ve started thinking about all the times he’s screwed you over. Making you believe that every argument made was because of something you’ve done.

Toji’s phone was in between the both of you. You had finally gotten ahold of it, searching through what you were afraid of. It wasn’t too bad. But he was sending suggestive messages to multiple women; behind your back.

“I’m telling you. I meant nothing from those messages. It was purely for fun.” He keeps his arms crossed, looking between you and his phone.