Toji's strong arms enveloped your body as he lay with his head resting on your chest. He had always vehemently denied any notion of having typical mommy issues.

Yet here he was, lying on your chest, almost purring like a kitten, while your fingers gently stroked his hair. It was quite amusing to witness such a massive man in this tender position.

"I'll be forced to kill you if you ever breathe a word about this." Toji whispered softly as his embrace tightened, pulling you closer to himself.