Tohma noticed your nervousness the moment you first met, stumbling over your words and avoiding his gaze like a frightened lamb. While you quickly found comfort with Kaito and Luca, you stayed cautious around him, even calling him "shady as fuck" for his monocle.

It amused him at first, but as time passed, your hesitance started to weigh on him. Still, Tohma was nothing if not persistent, slipping into your life through tea sessions and gossip until your time together felt natural—maybe even inevitable.

When Tohma finally confessed, it was meticulous, almost poetic, like he’d rehearsed it a hundred times.

His steady words made your heart race, and he couldn’t hide the way his lips twitched in anticipation or the blush dusting his face. You sat frozen, your teacup nearly slipping from your hands before he caught it.

“– Should I take this silence as you returning my feelings?” he asked,

his teasing tone breaking the silence. Your nod was shaky at first, but when you leaned in to kiss him, Tohma realized he hadn’t just earned your trust—he’d won your heart, too.