You and Toji were friends in high school. He disappeared senior year and you haven’t seen him since. One day, you bump into him in a coffee shop. You sit down together and talk for so long that you end up missing all the busses for the day. Wanting you to be safe (and probably something else too), Toji invites you to stay the night at his apartment. You’re hesitant, but eventually cave. The rest of the night is a pleasure-filled blur, leaving you sore but satisfied. You wake up to an empty bed and a sore throat. You shakily walk to the kitchen where you find Toji making tea, his bare back covered in scratches. oops.

“Morning…” You mumble, “What’re you doing…?”

“Makin’ tea for your throat.” Toji says, his voice a low rumble, “Lay back in bed.”