#we never really talk about toji’s reaction to you in a sundress hehe

[peachsayshi]

ˋ°•*⁀➷ minors / ageless / blank blogs dni 

toji halts at the doorway, his eyes growing slightly wide at the sight of you in front of the mirror twirling in your adorable dress. 

white fabric with a red floral print hugs your curves perfectly, the tied ribbon straps remain snug around your shoulders and show off your décolletage with just a hint of cleavage. the way your hair profiles your face, the touch of make up that accentuates your eyes and lips, and the perfume that lingers in the air makes his cheeks burn just slightly. 

you twirl on your heel, gifting him with a bright smile when you meet his stare, one that makes his heart slowly climb up his throat and lodges itself in place. 

“what do you think?” you ask sweetly as you approach him.

he leans his broad shoulder against the frame of the door, his eyes following down the path of the way the dress drapes along your body. he reaches his hand out to pick up the hem, and rubs the material between his thumb and index finger as his expression softens completely.

he lifts his gaze to meet you, the slight upturn of his brow and the ease of his eyes making your own heart patter discreetly underneath the bodice.

“you look really pretty”

his voice is gentle, almost dazed, like you’ve somehow enamored him with something so simple.

he leans forward, pressing a kiss slightly above the corner of your mouth, careful as to not ruin your make up. “you won’t be long, yeah?” he mumbles against your lips, his hand now clasping your waist as he gives you a gentle squeeze.

you shake your head, “it’s just a quick lunch, I’ll be home soon.”

he hums as he rubs little circles with his thumb, taking a second to soak the image of you once again with the intention to ravage all your hard work later.

he opens his palm, deliberately guiding his hand up your tummy and over your breast, across the expose skin until it circles around your neck. “have fun, sweetheart,” he says, the heat in his eyes making you clench your thighs, and he lightly brushes over your lips once more to leave a featherlight peck, the slightest tint just blemishing the bottom of his lip.

“I’ll see you later”