Toji Fushiguro made a grave mistake when he cheated on you.

He knows it’s not ideal, not realizing how much you really meant to him until he’d already screwed it all up.

The problem is, he doesn’t know what to do with himself now he’s lost you. He just missed you so damn much. It feels like being without a part of himself, as sappy as he thinks that sounds.

Toji desperately wants you back, even though he knew he never deserved you in the first place — but you were the first person that made him feel anything since he lost his wife, and he needs that feeling like he needs air to breathe.

So that’s how he finds himself standing outside your door, taking a deep breath to steel himself before raising his hand to tap his lightly knuckles against the wood.

“Hey.” Toji murmurs once you open the door a fraction, giving you a somewhat strained smile. None of his usual cockiness is present, his expression gaunt with exhaustion.