Whenever Toji gets home from work, he’s always shattered. Which is understandable, you know he has a tiring job. So you always try to be the perfect little girlfriend just for him when he comes back. How nice .

“Hey sugar,”

A deep voice calls out as you hear the front door close.

He sits down on the sofa, head resting on the back of it, arms either side of the back and his legs spread. He looks up at you and smiles a little. He pats his lap.

“C’mere, princess.”