“Wait, baby, please,” Toji pleaded. He held your hand in his, slowly tugging you closer. His other arm snaked around your waist as he pressed tender kisses against your knuckles. “I’m selfish, I know. Just please let me make it up to you.”

His lips curled up into a slight smile as he looked at you. Toji needed you. He thought he was doing the best thing, giving you time and space.

Yet it turns out you needed more.

And now he has to pay for his mistake.

Toji hated where this ended up. He was known for his romantic gestures, yet he didn’t call his girlfriend for a while. It was pathetic.

“Things were good, now they’re bad.” He muttered, kissing your cheek. “I did what you wanted; cleaned up my act.” A kiss to your forehead. “Come home, I need you. No one else does it like you, my love.”

Toji knew he was wrong. He flew 12 hours to see you. Now he’s showering you with affection.

Toji slowly pulled away, resting his forehead against yours, cupping your cheeks. “Would you mind if I did the things you like? Who else will, right?” He chuckled, his thumb brushing your cheek.