toji chcuckles to himself as he hears you trying on a dress in the dressing room in the shop he had bought out for today just for you.

he rest his head on his hand as he sits comfortably in the waiting chairs, his body leaned back, in black slacks, with a white button up short lazily tucked under the pants, with a few to many buttons unbuttoned and the sleeves rolled up to his forearms

“Hurry up mama, I’m not getting any younger”

He spoke in a husky, deep voice