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Anyone who knew Toji from his long standing career as one of the best CDMs globally would nine times out of ten point out his notorious arrogance on the field.

But who could really deny that his vanity wasn't warranted?

Toji's confidence, leadership, his carefully cultivated abilities to defend, attack and anchor his team were nothing to discredit even if he was an asshole.

However, in those moments when you are both alone, that boastful pride he wears outside in the limelight is replaced with something softer, warmer, and tenderhearted that makes the love you hold for each so much more profound.

When the two of you first met, it was at a fundraiser, or truly, it was a gala for the elite of the soccer industry to mingle, network, and score scoops on their rivals and the incoming generation of players.

Toji had just turned twenty seven, as his career had only been active for five years at this point, yet he was rich, industrious, and happy with his trajectory.

But underneath Toji's persona, he knew he was craving something more in his personal life than just satisfaction from his job. Many of his teammates had already married, were currently engaged, or were with long time partners.

Toji never really dated, as he knew his profession was going to come first at the very start of his career, but there were flings here and there. To be truthful, he didn't think he'd ever actually have the time to connect with somebody romantically, especially while living the life he has.

At the moment, he has a glass of champagne wrapped in his right palm and is vaguely listening to his coach and captain talk about their team being bought out by some super private family.

It was news that hit publicly two days prior the gala and news Toji was well aware of for a week.

The buyout was abrupt: rumors of his team being up for sale were simply just that, whispers from the mouths of people who thrived on destroying and taking what they wanted in this profession. And even so, after Toji and his team finished their practice session last week, his coach announced that they had in fact been bought out by a large foundation owned by some big shot family.

Just alone from his coach's voice and the atmosphere of the room, he knew new shifts and changes were already in effect.

Uncertainty wasn't something he was comfortable with, as one decision from the new owners could change his entire career.

"Fushiguro, they're here," muttered his captain as all three of their heads turned and locked on you and your family.

Toji's gaze was intense, but his eyes became even sharper while still holding an indifferent expression as he studied you. The demeanor you carried was one of those that grew up in this environment of wealth, pleasure, and leisure.

Your posture was pin straight, clothes perfectly tailored, and head held so high. Toji guessed that if you were to put your eyes on him, he might sway under your stare.

You and your family came and a slew of introductions was made, while Toji held out his hand in front of you awaiting your touch.

"Toji Fushiguro," he confidently announces, keeping his eyes firmly on your face. "It's a pleasure to meet our new owners."

You take a step forward enough for Toji to now be able to smell the fragrance coating your body, as you clasp his extended hand into yours and shake it.

"The pleasure is all mine, Toji. It's nice to see that some players still have manners," you admit as you sip on your champagne.

Both of you have migrated a bit away to the outskirts of your group, as the two of you give each other your undivided attention.

Toji laughs at your snide comment and says, "Well, most players are adult sized babies who know nothing about the real world."

"And what do you know about the real world Toji?"

A sly grin forms on his lips as he taunts, "A lot, honey. And maybe...," he does a final once over of your body and finishes saying, "I can give you a taste of it too, if you want."

At the start of your relationship, he took you out on so so many dates.

Privately booked appointments for you to shop to your heart's content, reserving restaurants for you to try out food from his home country, trips to different countries for the weekend whenever you both had the time, and going to games of your favorite sport.

Toji wanted to make the time for you as he understood that both of you had different things you had to take care of in your lives.

He'd sometimes find you in your office after his practice, see you handling finances or keeping records of employees and try to coax you into leaving with him afterward.

He would show out in practice whenever he noticed you had come down from your office to watch their sessions out on the field and blow a kiss towards you when they'd finished.

Any time you were at his place, or you invited him to yours, he would always find a way to cook you something, talk about your day with you, and pepper kisses along your face and neck while he gave you massages to ease the tension in your shoulders.

In the midst of it all, Toji just loves spending any moment he has free with you. His body learns and adapts to your touches as he longs for your tender affection. When it's late, and he has you within his grasp, his voice turns into an almost purr—hushed and low—as he describes how much you mean to him, how lucky he is to have you, how much joy you've brought into his life, how he'd do anything you'd ask him to, how you're the first thing that pops up into his mind when he wakes up, and how his entire being aches when you're away.

As time went on, the more domesticated the two of you became with one another and the public had taken notice of how serious their favorite defenseman was about your relationship.

Maddox Holland for Sports International ✓ @͎themaddoxholland

Superstar center fielder Toji Fushiguro has been spotted once again with his team's owner holding hands as they left a party last night!

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[Photo 1] : The backs of Toji and you holding hands as his face is turned to yours saying something into your ear.

[Photo 2] : A frontal view of Toji mid picking you up on his back.

[Photo 3] : Both of you laughing while Toji carries you in the middle of a clearance to your limo.

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killian @͎99.tflover

yo y'all STAY in this mans business LET HIM LOVE IN PEACE FOR ONCE!!!!!!!

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dd @͎daisssyisamenace

u can't even deny it they look so good together

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chososfavpuck @͎padmaisastarr111

jesus this new year has brought me damn near death and new fandom romance like how did I get here...

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jayce @͎jayceisalwaysright

can we take a moment to appreciate how ever since toji's team got bought out by them the last 2 seasons have just been nothing but continous wins after wins after wins?!

"What are you doing?" Toji asks while looking up at you from below.

His head is propped up on your stomach, as you both lay on his wyoming king sized bed. Your hands are occupied by your tablet, and you continue to scroll on Twitter.

You move the tablet from blocking your view of Toji as you meet his gaze and answer, "I'm looking at Twitter; people have so much to say about us."

A tsk is thrown from his lips, as he grabs your tablet from your hand and throws it to the free side of his bed.

"Hey, I was looking at that!"

"And now you're not," he retorts as Toji drops his head back onto your stomach with a devious smile. A sigh escapes your lips, and you bring your hands to his dark hair to play with it.

"You could have just been like a normal person and ask for my attention Toji."

He places a few kisses on your stomach and brings his eyes back to yours.

"Maybe. Or—," he draws out while he moves his head further down your stomach, placing more kisses as his head then reaches above your crotch as he continues saying, "I could bring your attention to much more pressing matters..."

His face leans down while his lips press light pecks onto your exposed thighs, as Toji brings his hands to holster your legs up against his neck and shoulders as he finishes, "Like this."

Your hands have left your boyfriend's hair and have migrated to the bed as they lay flatly against the sheets.

"Toji," your voice calls out, and he inches closer to your crotch, ignoring your warning.

A faint laugh comes from his throat as he stares at your expression; your brows are furrowed, and your mouth is slightly apart. Your face is coated in anticipation as your eyes bore into his with a similar heat that's present in his own gaze.

Toji licks his lips as he starts to lightly shush your charged excitement. He holds you down firmly with his grasp still on your trapped legs.

"Shh, shh, shh, take it easy darlin'," he hums while his lips fall up against your thigh, as one of his hands draws light circles on your leg.

Toji gives you one last look in your eyes right as he elicits, "Let me give you something to pay attention to."