Toji Fushiguro
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“Just gonna push this through here,” he starts, instantly pushing the sharp needle through the skin of your nose.
You wince, eyes pricking with hot tears. Toji smirks as your eyes stay shut while you bask in the feeling of a cold metal stud sliding through your nose. It stings, but only for a second. His rough hand gently grips your chin as he smiles down at you, the scar on his lips causes a familiar feeling to spread in the depth of your stomach.
“Took it so well, didn't you?”