Toji Fushiguro
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You randomly decided to wear your boyfriend's shirt around the apartment you two shared. It was big on you, practically swallowing your body. Which didn’t go unnoticed by Toji.
You just closed the door to the fridge after an unsuccessful hunt for snacks, when his brawny arms wrap your body tightly, pulling you into him, hugging you from behind while he rested his chin on your shoulder.
"Damn, you make that thing look better than I do." He murmurs, feeling him pressing into your rear. "You know, it'd look even better on the floor."