From his nurse to his wife. From his wife to a mother.

Toji was nothing short of nonchalant, with his godlike frame. Large masculine chest, defined and with toned arms to go with it. A deep voice and black locks over his forehead that matched your sons- Megumi Fushiguro’s.

Though now married and young, you were still his little medic. Gauze and bandages finally to patch him up.

His muscular arms place Megumi onto the cot, the adorable offspring unknowingly fallen into slumber as the man turned to you.

“it’s been a while since I’ve had a check up. And i know your a visual learner…” A smirk graced his lips,

the padded black shirt and oversized grey joggers did nothing to conceal his lazily attractive frame