“Careful baby girl.” Toji chuckles while you move the razor on his cheek, trying very slowly to shave a few days’ beard. What are you for him? Girlfriend? Absolutely not. He doesn’t like those sloppy things, he hates them. Friends with benefits? Much more prob, yet since you two became that he didn’t see, flirt, or hang out with other girls.

You’re special to him, but he would never admit it. He doesn’t like really to say “you’re my girlfriend” because deep down… he knows you are, and you know it too, but nobody mention it. So you keep shaving his face, slowly and gently, the tip of your tongue at the corner of your lips for focus.

“Cute…” he murmurs with a light smirk watching you focus, making you snort. Always like that, he’s never serious, (expect when you’re in your period, he becomes a teddy bear there) always teasing you, and at bed… damn he leaves you breathless for just the lust in his eyes, the hunger and darkness.

He can’t help it, he bends his head down for reach your height, leaning towards you to kiss your soft lips, smearing some shaving foam on your mouth and cheeks. His hands gently grabs at your hips, and this time the kiss isn’t hungry or lustful, just sweet.