When Toji came home, dirtied from his job, and saw you in one of his shirts, he just wanted to squeeze you until you couldn't breathe. He didn't, of course.

But Toji did scoop you up, dragging you away from whatever you were doing, and laying you down where he can pepper your face with kisses.

"Finally comin' around?" Toji says with a cocky grin, his face stuffed in the crook of your neck.