Toji Had Had A Fucking Long Day. His Skin Felt Raw And Dirty With The Grime Left From The Tasks Hed Been

toji had had a fucking long day. his skin felt raw and dirty with the grime left from the tasks he’d been doing. he’d think back to a time when he’d just have to step into the shower and scrub and scrub, nearly peeling his skin as he went to rid the feeling. yet now he had you to go home to, you to hold him and comfort him when he got too much into his own head. you to rub your soft palms over his scalding skin, maybe even rub some cream onto his back. you to talk his ears off because you knew he didn’t have the energy to reply, he just needed the sound of your voice to lull him to sleep. you to tickle him every now and then when you could tell some of the unkind thoughts had trailed back to him. you to comb his hair even though he demanded he didn’t need your silly pink comb (he loved it). you to whisper words of love and admiration into his ears, words he’d never gotten from anyone. you to love him and understand him. he turned the lock in the key unable to hide his smile when thinking about his own personal heaven waiting behind that very door.

boyfriend!satoru and boyfriend!suguru when their gf is sick 🤒

“come on baby you’ve been asleep for ages,” suguru calls down the corridor towards your shared room. he makes his way over to your sleeping form smiling at the little lump you had become under the pile of blankets.

“hi princess-“ he stopped his petting of your head when he made contact with your forehead, the heat permeating from your skin immediately drawing his attention.

“oh no baby you’ve got a temperature.”

you weren’t understanding anything he was saying, he almost looked like a ball of colour to your disassociating yourself.

“mmmf”

“i know baby, i know. satoru! satoru come here. gimme a second princess.”

“mmf”

“hello what am i missing out on?”

“go and get me pain killers and a cold towel, oh and an orange and a bottle of water.”

“why what’s happening oh my god what is happening?”

“satoru stop it she’s fine it’s just a temper-“

“A TEMPERATURE? i’m sure hospitals have stuff for that?”

“satoru. get the stuff i asked for please.”

you barely registered the blankets being stripped off of your body until you felt a slight breeze on your torso.

“noo no cold please.”

“baby i’m sorry, you have to regulate your body temperature okay?

then he was lifting your head and adding extra pillows under your neck.

“sugu i don’t feel good :( “ you said in your tiny little voice. just barely a whisper but he heard you all the same.

“i know baby, it hurts doesn’t it?” he was practically petting you between your brows like one would do to a kitten.

“you’ll be better in no time hmm? we can sit and watch movies and then when you’re feeling a bit better i’ll make you some nice warm food yeah?”

and before you could reply there was a loud bang at the door signaling your other boyfriend’s arrival.

“where’s the casualty!”

“satoru not so loud, what’s all that?”

you turned your head towards your white haired partner and took in his arms, full to the brim with nearly everything from your kitchen cabinets.

he had every fruit from the fruit bowl, three flavors of juice, 5 types of painkiller, 2 couch cushions, what looked like four bath towels? and even some chocolate bars. he dropped it all dramatically as he climbed next to you on the bed.

“oh my god baby we’re gonna overcome this don’t worry. aw look at you.”

and his hands were pawing at your sweaty hair and back.

“satoru she’s okay don’t worry, a temperature isn’t anything to be worried about.”

“we should take all the necessary precautions.”

“do you know what the necessary precautions are?”

he stared blankly before kissing you all over your cheeks and eyelids. suguru couldn’t help but chuckle at his boyfriends actions, he knew satoru was only trying to lighten your mood with his silly antics. suguru took a dampened towel and started to gently wipe your back with it as satoru stroked your hair and whispered words of love to you.

“baby you want us to run you a bath?”

“yes please.”

with the amount of love in this very room you were bound to recover in no time.

a/n : hope u guys like them as much as I do 🧸

boyfriend!toji when you randomly get your period.

you and toji had been cuddling on his couch for the past hour. toji had demanded you watch his favourite episodes of law and order with him as you both constantly bickered about who had better taste in shows. toji was also using this as an excuse to have you close, one of his favourite things to do with you was binge watch shows and movies. you were the type of person to make commentary throughout the entire thing but toji unfortunately found everything you said hilarious so he didn’t mind (though he would never tell you that). you’d watched two episodes by now and you were starting to feel ravenous.

“yeah alright doll i know, bbq wings and extra ranch.”

“awww look who knows my order off by heart”

“hard not to when you gobble it down 3 times a week.”

you punch his shoulder, obviously to no prevail as the man was built of muscle and muscle only. he tackled you back and the two of you go on play fighting until you sit up slightly and see the red mark on the thigh of toji’s sweatpants. toji’s face immediately turned into one of confusion, there’s no way he was bleeding from some play fighting, it didn’t even hurt? but you had realised what happened, you had realised but you really really hoped this one time you were wrong. and then toji saw the small red stain splotched on the back of your pyjama pants where you had previously been pressed into him whilst you were watching tv.

“uh oh baby d’ya get your period?”

“oh my god i think so” and with that you had ran off to the bathroom and locked the door. your heart was racing and your face felt like it was on fire. you and toji had only been dating for two months you were sure this would be it for him, he thinks you’re disgusting he has to. you peel your bottoms off and just as your about to get into the shower you hear a knock on the door.

“baby you wanna pass me your pants and i’ll put them in the wash?”

God why was he washing them? did he think you were the type of person to not offer to? how would you even give them to him he’d have to touch them? you didn’t have the voice to argue right then so you folded your pyjama pants as neatly as you could and without a word unlocked the door and plopped them into his waiting hands. he sounded like he had tried to get a word in but you had shut the door just as fast. he was probably going to ask you to leave as soon as you came out and you couldn’t blame him how could you have been so careless? you hadn’t heard from him again whilst you were showering and as hard as you tried you couldn’t get the tears to stop. you knew periods weren’t a big deal but you couldn’t help but feel so deeply embarrassed at what had happened. with trembling hands you crept your way to his bedroom and found some pajamas of yours you’d left on a previous stay. you’d also kept a stash of pads in his drawers for emergencies you just didn’t think they’d be this humiliating.

“mama you finished?”

after a few deep breaths you opened the door and braced yourself for him to ask you to leave.

“i’m so so sorry toji” you whispered, his name coming out of your mouth on a choked sob.

“mama what are you talking about?” toji didn’t know what to do. you were distraught, over some blood? he froze for a second at the sight of your red nose and bloodshot eyes, the hicuppy sounds of your quick breaths. then he swooped you into his arms and began caressing your back as he spoke.

“baby please tell me you aren’t this upset over getting some blood on me? like you haven’t cleaned my cuts and bruises hundreds of times by now”

“that’s not the same.” you said in between short breaths.

“it is tho baby. it’s just a bit of blood i’m a big boy i can handle it. in all honesty baby you could shit in my hands and i wouldn’t give a fuck.” he said in an attempt to make you laugh.

“toji ewww”

“kidding mama. kind of. seriously though baby look at me” he held your face gently in hands and lifted your head until you looked him in his eyes.

“you physically couldn’t do anything that would make me see you any less. you’ve done so much for me mentally and emotionally there is nothing on this planet that could ever make me be disgusted by you let alone something natural.”

you didn’t have any words to reply to him with and he didn’t need any. your expression had changed, the embarrassment had simmered down and all he could see now was affection and gratitude. toji understood you, he knew that sometimes you didn’t want to speak, especially after a long cry you had a tendency to stop talking for a while. with your face still held in his calloused palms toji pressed his lips into your soft ones. he pecked your lips, then moved to your nose, your forehead, over both your eyelids and then both your cheeks.

“my pretty girl. you want your wings now baby?”

and he couldn’t help but chuckle at the way your eyes lit up. you truly were his girl.

a/n : oh noooo he dropped his feminist literature books

you make your boyfriend toji try crumbl cookies.

“they look like diabetes. i paid $30 for diabetes?”

“shuuuush its for the vibes. okay we have the guts-“

“what the fuck is a guts cookie”

“stop interrupting!! we have the guts cookie and pink sugar and chocolate chip and look they had banana pudding!”

“i thought we were trying cookies”

“do you ever have fun?”

“can i eat now?” he didn’t let you reply just stuck his massive hands in the box and picked up the guts cookie.

“tastes like high blood pressure. next.”

“hey it’s my turn.” and toji shoved the purple cookie right into your mouth, decorating your lips in sprinkles.

“yeah you’re right that’s gross.” he smiled at that and kissed the sprinkles off your chin.

“this is uncooked.” he grumbled while shoving half the pink sugar cookie into his mouth.

“open.” and now there was a massive chunk in your mouth too.

“do you want to maybe swallow that before having more.”

“that’s my line.” he grinned while you shoved his shoulder.

“i’m not eating the other one give me pudding.”

you stared wide eyed as he downed five spoonfuls of the pudding. his expression remained angry but he didn’t seem to be breathing in between bites.

“open.” ahh it was your turn.

“mmmm that’s yummy. okay now rate them.”

“um. shit , gross , waste of money, and decent.” he said, pointing to each cookie as he went.

“yeah that’s why you ate every single crumb you ogre.”

“i paid for this shit i’m not wasting it.” he said as he picked up the remaining chocolate chip cookie and downed the entire thing in one bite.

“what’s next weeks flavors?”

roommate!toji who makes sure you’re always sat rightttt next to him on movie nights. just to keep warm duhhh. matter of fact why doesn’t he just share his blanket with you since you forgot to put a hoodie on. he’s not even watching the movie at this point, preferring to stare at your long lashes and pink pout. and he always picks a horror film cos he knows you won’t be able to help yourself from cuddling that much closer into him and pressing your face into his chest.

“don’t worry doll i’m here”

whispered into your vanilla scented hair. and just to help calm you down even more he has to rub your back, he’s just being a nice roommate after all. he’ll make sure to rub slow circles onto your lower back and when you’re too distracted by the screen infront of you his hand carefully makes its way under your shirt. just placed on your hip rubbing his thumb over your skin ever so softly. just to make sure you aren’t scared of course. he hums at all your random passing thoughts about how they could improve the movie or which actor was hotter than the other. truth be told he hasn’t paid attention to more than 5 minutes but how could he when your were just so soft beneath his palm and smelt like everything sweet.

“you too scared to sleep alone doll?” he’d ask when the credits roll and your frame is rigid with the anxiety of having to walk down the corridor to your room. and you’d turn to him with the cutest bambi eyes, pleading like this wasn’t his ultimate goal anyway. god he wants to eat you alive.

“thanks toj’ you’re the best” you’d say as you leave a quick peck on his cheek, your pink lipbalm leaving a slight tint.

and in bed when you’d flinch at a random noise outside he’d be quick to console you.

“you’re okay doll, want me to come closer so you can actually get some sleep?”

and then he’s creeping closer and closer until he’s wrapping you in his arms one thick bicep acting as a pillow and the other cradling your form. he knows he’s mean for scaring you but if this was his prize, your soft body pressed against his, he unfortunately wasn’t going to be stopping any day soon.

toji disciplining baby megs 😖🤏

toji was never usually the one disciplining his son. he did the ‘eat your veggies’ and ‘inside voices only please’ and that was about it. you were more the type to teach megumi to share with his classmates and not speak over others, you may not have given birth to the boy but you loved and cared for him so deeply these things came naturally. and so tonight toji was surprised when he had spotted little megumi waddle into the living room and demand you charge his tablet for him. toji watched from his seat at the dinner table, slurping his noodles as he took in your gentle voice explaining to megumi that it was bedtime and his tablet time was over.

“no mama i want to play the game” megumi kept repeating, his voice gradually getting louder as he spoke over you. he listened as you tried to get another sentence in when suddenly you yelped out in pain and toji realised megumi had thrown his tablet and it had landed on your knuckles. the little boy’s eyes were still full of determination, unknowing of the pain he had caused you until he heard his father shout his name.

“get over here.” toji called out, watching as megumi’s tiny face was struck with a look of shock. he toddled his way over to his dad, hands gripped infront of his little protruding belly.

“did you just hit mama?”

“i just wanted to play my game!” little gumi answered. he had never heard his dad shout like this at him, he didn’t even mean to do it!

“go and say sorry you’re so naughty i can’t believe it.”

that was enough to have little megumi break into tears. his podgy hands digging into his eyes as the tears continued to fall. his dad thought he was naughty?

“go NOW” and toji watched as his son made his way over to you practically choking on his tears as he gasped out multiple ‘sorry’s’ and ‘love you mama’s. he took in your gentle hands caressing the top of megumis black hair and rubbing his back while he cried and cried.

a few minutes passed and toji had warmed up some chocolate milk for his son. he plopped himself into the gap on the couch by your side letting out a long sigh at the heat radiating off your body. megumi had his head safely tucked into your neck refusing to look at his dad as he made little hiccuping sounds.

“cmon buddy i need to talk to you. want some milk?”

and with a little encouragement from you megumi crawled into his father’s lap. toji found his own heart hurting at the tear stricken look on his sons face.

“sorry for shouting at you megs but remember we aren’t allowed to hit girls especially not mama. me and you are meant to protect mama yeah?”

“i’m sorry i won’t do it again” gumi said in his tiny voice as he cuddled up closer into his dad’s side.

“you’re a great dad.” you whispered whilst leaving soft kisses on tojis bicep and tickling megumi’s little toes. he wiped at the remaining tears left on gumis eyelashes thinking about what you said. if an angel like you saw good in him then maybe he was doing something right.

author’s note : this is so completely random i just couldn’t stop thinking about toji cuddling his little baby 🤏 apologies for any mistakes i wrote this on the train lolz