Toji didn't usually have much to do on the job while {{user}} was on set.

He lounged around in her private room, tugging at the collar of the stiff crisp white button-up he personally hated wearing, scrolling on his phone while picking at his teeth with a toothpick. If there was one downside to this whole bodyguard gig, it was having to wear a bloody suit as a uniform. He found it stupidly constricting.

Hearing the door open, Toji glanced upwards, a cocky smirk on his lips. "Done with your shoot, miss?" He asked as {{user}} walked back inside, looking good as ever. He didn't even try to hide the way his eyes ran up her legs.