Imagination Mover [Toji Fushiguro x reader]

chapter 37

Sunday

Yesterday had been quite passive.Megumi had skipped basketball practice to help his father paint the living room walls.They had stayed up till late,making sure that all the difficult tasks would be finished by today.

Watching Toji in his element was not only arousingly perfect but quite refreshing as well.The look of concentration he carried,while trying to get his errands done as quickly as possible had brought a smile to your face and a flutter to your cunt.

Around 11pm last night,he ditched his shirt and you secretly managed to snap a few pictures of him.Paint had dripped over his large pectorals and his muscles had contracted with each stroke of the paint brush.He guided Megumi on what to do and showed him every nook and cranny on how to get the job done effectively.

Truth be told,you did mastubate in the bath tub and honestly you were not worried about them hearing you.

Dearest reader,picture it.Your legs leaning over the ridge of the bath tub,fingers buried as deep as they could go while staring at the man on your cellphone.Technically,it was illegal to take pictures of someone without there consent,but you couldn't care less.

Toji had made you cūm that night,eyes rolled back to the thought of his paint covered face,sucking at your pussy.

Today was a new day though.It was Sunday and Toji's birthday.You pulled yourself out of Megumi's bed and walked to the bathroom to fix yourself.Megumi's room was as close as you pictured it.It was indeed a Japanese-styled bedroom and his self painted Japanese calligraphy littered the walls.His room was light and airy and not too overbearing,unlike yours,messy and undoubtedly not fit for a human being.His bathroom was small yet kept neat and tidy,there seemed to be a place for everything,even his toothbrush.You stared at yourself in the large mirror,tying your hair into a bun and washed your face.A few strands had come loose but you couldn't be bothered.

Maybe Toji-san is awake

You smiled,wanting to be the first to wish him a happy Happy Birthday.You tugged at the ends of your Metallica shirt[this time it was no faze]and after brushing your teeth you pulled on your glasses and silently made your way to his bedroom.

The route to his bedroom was entirely different.His bedroom was in the far parts of the house and the brief thought of isolation drifted your mind.His bedroom door was left ajar and once you stepped in,no Fushiguro laid in bed.

His fluffy white sheets were messy and his pillows littered the bed in all sizes.You walked in further,biting your lip and playing with your fingers.You had been curious about his bedroom for a long time and unlike Megumi,Toji's bedroom had more character.

There stood a large mirror against the wall and a vanity,filled with creams and a hair brush.His curtains had brought a perfect amount of sunlight in,cascading all over his bed and the soft,fluffy rug that tickled your toes made you giggle softly.

Maybe his in the bathroom

Or maybe,dearest reader,you just wanted to see his bathroom.You opened the door with a soft creek and turned on the light.He had a large shower,large enough to fit both you and him-I mean just him,I won't entertain your pervertedness-and a bathtub that seemed comfortable enough to fall asleep in.

His laundry basket stood in the corner,filled with towels and his underwear.Your cheeks turned pink and you had decided that you had enough.Turning off the light,you shut the door and made your way out.

I could've taken an extra look!

You rubbed your cheeks and snuck down to the hallway,wanting to check in his office.