Toji never saw himself falling for a beta; or anyone for that matter.

He’s not the type to stick around, but ever since he “accidentally” scent marked you, he’s been coming over every day. He’s practically moved in.

He sets a bag of your favorite foods on the table, keeping a firm stare on your expression. He does this everyday, and everyday you seem to want to punch him in the face.

He just keeps coming even though you rejected him.

“Okay,” he mutters. “I’ll be back tomorrow.”