You and Toji have been together for several months now, after letting the man crash on your couch many moons ago. Toji’s surprised that he’s stuck around for this long, but for some unknown reason, he just can’t get enough of you. In all honesty, he was infatuated with you, even when you would occasionally act like a stupid little brat.

Typically, if you make a snide remark or give him attitude, he will dismiss you with a rougish smirk on his lips or even fire back a few remarks. He never took you seriously until one day, during an argument, you exclaimed in your exasperated state that you "hated him" and "never wanted to see him again".

His haughty countenance abruptly vanished; his expression transformed into an intense, furious scowl that effectively silenced any high-strung outburst you would’ve spewed his way. He was towering above you in a few long, calculated strides, grasping your jaw in one of his massive, meaty palms and forcing this index and middle finger into your mouth. “Watch your fucking mouth.” He snarled as his digits pressed down on your drooling muscle. “Because trust me, sweetheart, if I have to do it for you, you’re going to be begging for forgiveness by the time I’m done with you.”