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IN WHICH,
TOJI BECOMES A HOUSEHUSBAND
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After months and months of trying to get a job, Toji had hit rock bottom. Again. There was just no way anyone would hire him after his past and in all honesty Toji couldnt give two fucks. The only reason he tried was because,
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"Jiji you promised." The pretty girl grunted into the pillow turning over to hide her face from him. He could already tell that this would lead to another one of their little talks, which he did not enjoy at all. Keeping his composure Toji nodded folding his arms as his muscular stature leaned against the doorframe. He looked on at her watching her roll around in the sheets muttering how he always did this, and that he wasnt shit.
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He scoffed to himself trying not to chuckle at her harsh words. As if she could sense the smirk raising on his face she popped up suddenly her eyes narrowing. She hated when he didnt take her seriously. Once he met her eyes he tried to pretend he wasnt going to laugh pulling the door shut acting as if there was something wrong with it.
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"Were you laughing at me? " She gasped hair all over her head as her eyes sharpened on the smile that curved slightly when he sat down next to her on the bed a light sigh coming from his lips. "Oh I wouldnt dare, baby." He raised his hands mockingly with a shrug.
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As he lowered them he glanced over her pretty face another chuckle flowing from his lips. How amusing it was to him that she could be this tempting even when she was upset with him. Toji...loved that you could put him in his place or rather he let you.
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He didnt really care for arguments like this one but man was it fucking hilarious to hear how you tried to be stern with him.Considering he was four years older than you, had seen the most horrors that a man could, and still you thought you could scare him. You and your little rants.
Toji looked over to you noticing that now you had bundled up underneath the sheets without another word to him except for "Goodnight, Toji."The sweetness in your voice hit a nerve within him that he didnt know was still alive. Toji could tell that you were deeply upset with him and he knew exactly why. Because this wasnt the first time he didnt keep his promise.
It was back to back that stuff like this happened to him and in truth it wasnt his fault really.
No one wanted to hire an ex convict.
But he still tried for you.
"Baby..." He whispered his warm breath fanning your cheek as he whispered into your ear hoping that you werent set on going to sleep in silence. Another part of him just didnt want to sleep on the couch again. He liked being in bed with you. It brought him an indescribable peace that was only found when his head was against your chest and his arms were wrapped around you. "Dont be like that, baby."
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She said nothing, instead she moved away from him.
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"Baby I promise i'll make it up to you." Toji whispered the words into your ear pretending as if the two of you didnt just have another one of your arguments. He exhaled in frustration but without hesitation he placed a soft kiss against the side of your head. "How many times should I apologize before you speak to me? Hmm?" He asked, another kiss on your ear. Each one sent goosebumps down your shoulders, because just listening to the sound of his voice kept you attached to the reality of the situation.
The familairity of his words.
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"Jiji you always say this, and I always forgive you."
"What do you want me to do? I'll do anything for you, my love. Just say the words and I'll fix everything." He whispered his heavy arms bringing her close to him. He wanted to see that pretty face again, before she turned away. This time, she finally looked him in the eyes a trail of tears falling from her cheek.
Toji wiped them with his heavy thumb his dark eyes serious as he realized that he'd made a grand mistake of upsetting her. He'd do anything in his power to stop those tears. He couldnt take it. He hated when you cried. Especially when he was the reason behind them.
"What do you want me to do, y/n?" He spoke holding your face so close to his that you could almost taste the feint whiskey on his lips. How sweet they felt against yours. With a heavy heart you choked out a few words hoping to finally convince him to try again.
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"Take the job my dad offered." You whispered shuddering when you listened to the exhale Toji released obviously less than pleased you'd ask that of him. Considering, he hated your father. Considering that he, of all people, would be the last person on earth to work under someone like that.
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"Are you fucking mental?" Toji breathed his grasp on your chin loosening as he shook his head turning away with immediate disgust.
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"No way am I working for that old bastard. I'd rather kill mysel-"
"TOJI!"
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"No. The answer is no. I'll go back to killing. I'll go back to selling anything but that baby. Give me a month or two. I swear I'll get this righ-"
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"Toji..." You whispered running your fingers along his arm before you tugged it hoping that he wouldnt pull away from you. Toji had the temper of a ticking time bomb. It was only a matter of seconds before he went storming out the door. "Toji please just think about it." You made use of you pretty doe like eyes gazing over the grimance on his face.
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It was almost scary to look at him when he was angry about something. How his dark hair fell in his face and his lips curled into a snarl. How his breathing picked up almost immediately, but that scar on his lips tempted you to kiss him until he was back himself. Toji had layers to him and with you, he was gentle and caring. But when it came down to his pride he'd become the most intimidating man ever. If looks could kill...you'd have been six feet under.
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You moved into his lap slowly wrapping your arms around his neck with a soft smile. He gazed to you before he looked away and you swore you heard a grumble come from his lips. Catching yourself you ran your fingers through his hair as your lips ghosted his neck.
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"Please...Jiji? For me?"
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And the next morning...
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"Do you own any fire arms?"
"Yeah, like sixteen."
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"Mr. Fushiguro, do you happen to have any children in the home?"
"Do I look like i have children?"
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"I dont know Mr. Fushiguro you tell me."
"No, I dont own any children."
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"Do you have any sort of Id, or past jobs that can clarify-"
"The fuck does that have to do with anything. Im here now arent I?"
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"Mr. Fushiguro last question, are you affiliated with any dangerous groups? Own anything that may put your life or others in danger?"
"I have a worm."
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"How'd it go?" She asked him greeting him at the door with a sloppy kiss her hands unbuttoning his shirt as he set down the briefcase on the floor taken back by her sudden affection. However he welcomed it with a squeeze on her ass and a grin.
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"Just fucking peachy." He winked, though he knew exactly what his new job was going to be.
A househusband.