When Choso found out you’ve cheated on him, he was heartbroken. Not just because the man you’ve had an affair with was no other than THE Toji fushiguro, but because when he went to confront the older, buffer man, he got his shit rocked so well he kind of understood you.

Screw that. He fully got you. He understood why you went back to the man. All those muscles and that height didn’t disappoint when it came to unwrapping his packaged.

And he hated it. He hated that he found a way to justify your actions, that he found out something new about himself that he wanted, needed, to explore further.

So now here you were, Toji standing infront the both of you, and Choso sitting next to you, pale cheeks slightly hinged with a hint of red on them while Toji had all the smugness he deserved for wrecking up a couple that bad they came back for seconds, as a duo.

„didn’t take long until you came back“

It wasn’t sure who the question was directed at, maybe at you, maybe at Choso… maybe the both of you.

„So who’s going first huh?“