Enthralled [F. Toji]

Chapter 25

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Toji listened to you speak about random things, like it was the most natural thing ever.

The two of you occasionally sipped out of your glasses as well.

But Toji was no fool (most of the time). He could tell you weren't in the best of spirits.

And he thought it was safe to assume that was because of the dear groom-to-be.

Toji didn't care, he really didn't. But if he was to stick around in the miserable engagement party, might as well spice things up.

He spoke up while you were taking a sip from your beverage.

"Doll, I don't like the grin on lov- I mean ex-lover boy's face." He said.

Choso wasn't in fact, grinning, but since in order to see him, you'd have to turn around, Toji was willing to gamble you wouldn't turn around to give him any attention.

He identified a fellow petty person when he saw one.

"There's not much we can do, is there?" You say, swirling the liquid around in your glass, before putting it against your lips, to take another swig.

"Care to dance?" He asks, with a lazy grin.

You snort, almost choking on your drink, in an attempt to stop your laughter.

"Don't mess around like that. I almost choked to death right here." You said, giggling.

"Except I'm not messing around, doll." He said, his smirk fading away, as an embarassed pink tint graced his cheeks. Luckily, it was barely noticeable, and saved him even more laughter from your side.

"This isn't grinding against eachother kinda dance, you horndog. It's the romantic type from uh... The movies?" You said, containing your laughter.

"I can see that, dumbass. I've got my own pair of eyes, y'know?" He said, scoffing playfully.

"Do you know how to? I don't remember too properly, I'm kinda rusty." You said, raising an eyebrow, as you set your beverage aside.

"You weren't the only one raised in an elite clan, Doll." He said, standing up as a teasing smirk grew on his lips.

He offered you a hand.

"Wanna dance or nah?" He asks.

You roll your eyes, and accept his hand, standing up.