𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐌𝐚𝐧 𝐢𝐧 𝐀𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝟑𝟖𝟏 [𝘛𝘰𝘫𝘪 𝘍𝘶𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘨𝘶𝘳𝘰]

𝐁𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐁𝐞𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠

"I'm an escort." Toji says which leaves you wide-eyed. You aren't sure how to react, other than simply staring at the man. You're dumbfounded. Dumbfounded even sounds like an understatement. Your mouth is parted, and you're simply shocked to even hear that. Maybe you should've suspected that, but you didn't. "I'm not dating anyone."

"Yeah um..." You really aren't sure how else to respond. You still feel hurt mainly because he hid this from you. You're gathering your thoughts, and you think about talking this out with him but you aren't sure if he'll accept the offer to talk right at this moment; you're afraid to ask.

"Do you wanna talk about it?" He asks, his hand still on the door. You bite down on your tongue, holding back on making a snarky remark due to the words he used not even five minutes ago. You clear your throat, tilting your head to the side,

"Is that any of my business?" You respond as you move to the side to let him in. It's too cold outside for him to explain something that seems like a mouthful to explain. He walks inside and you shut the door. You watch him take a seat. "Don't waste time, Toji. I'm tired."

"Right..." He looks at the ground in shame. You're not in the mood to comfort him, and you certainly aren't going to tell him that him being an escort is no big deal. "Momoko and I aren't dating. She just... Pretends like we are to her friends and her coworkers and parents– Just everyone around her. I look... Presentable enough and I guess she likes that I don't really try to engage with them."

"Okay..." Your brain isn't coming up with the right words to say. "So how far–"

"Just going to events. Doesn't get past flirting and occasional pecks on the lips." He answers, and while it's not as horrible as you thought, your stomach still churns. You don't like what you're hearing– But it's fine, you're not dating Toji or anything. He's just your neighbor who you've gotten extremely friendly with. You take a deep breath and slowly nod your head. "What's up?"

"Why didn't you tell me this? Why are you doing all of this?" Questions flood your head. You aren't really sure what you're expecting to hear, but you hope that it'll put you at ease.

"I didn't want to scare you away... It's not something that I'm exactly proud of." He tells you, fidgeting his hands, not really having the courage to look at you. Toji isn't a man that's ashamed of anything but for some reason as he stands before you, he finds himself extremely embarrassed that he's doing all of this. "I... Just want to save up a lot of money and buy Megumi a proper house, where he has his own room and can go outside and play in his own yard. Fixing cars is not enough with all my expenses."

"I– I don't know what to say, Toji." You're simply shocked. Maybe you should've expected it, but you were hoping he was a waiter or something along those lines. Not an escort. "I guess... You have to do whatever you have to do."

"So what do you think?" He asks when you sit in complete silence for a minute, although it feels like it's an eternity. He finally looks at you, watching as you stare down at your thighs. You really don't know what to say, it's not something light.

"You should've told me sooner." You have no other words. Maybe if you found out sooner than you would've taken the news better. It's not that you're upset but... This is all so confusing for you. "I guess there isn't that much trust between us and... It's not something that you're exactly proud of."

"I mean, do you look at me differently now?" He questions, and you do. But mainly because he tried to hide it. He just makes it seem like he's actually sleeping with them and– God, the idea of him sleeping with other women makes you upset.

"Did you... Fuck any of them?" You ask, and he quickly shakes his head. That makes you feel a lot better, but you still feel pretty weird. "I guess, I do. I just thought you would've told me. Considering that I almost consider you a boyfriend."