ALL OF THE GIRLS YOU LOVED BEFORE | fushiguro tōji

9 | the father

the sound of the door getting unlocked made y/n alert.

mr fushiguro was home.

megumi's ears perked up at his father's presence. the two dogs barked loudly at the door in anticipation. megumi sprinted to the door. the pair was previously colouring on a sheet of paper and now megumi ditched the activity to greet his father.

"dad!"

"oi dumbling why is there a pair of shoes outside?"

megumi ignored his question and attacked a hug to toji's legs. shaking him off, toji picked megumi up and carried him.

"are you going to answer my question?"

he looks happy today. wonder what made him in such a good mood. toji mentally took note.

"sensei is here!"

"har? that white haired idiot is here?"

"no! y/n-sensei!"
megumi shook his head and pointed at his room with an excited smile.

"that chick is here?"
toji's eyebrows furrowed as he made his way to push megumi's room door open.

there laid y/n who was packing up her stuff.

"ah... sorry for my intrusion. i was tasked with sending megumi home and overstayed since i didn't want him to be alone in the house."
y/n explained herself. her eyelashes batting up and down while she made full eye contact with toji.

geez she's pretty and doesn't have a ring on her finger.

toji thought to himself before letting out a sigh. he didn't know that his child would have already forged such a close bond with his teacher.

"it's alright. would you like to stay for dinner?"
toji suggested. y/n blinked blankly at toji.

get yourself together y/n. y/n told herself. shit. he's really attractive. get yourself together woman.

shaking her head as a no, y/n was about to verbally say no when megumi interrupted her.

"sensei, stay for dinner!"

toji narrowed his eyes at his child who was a carbon copy of him in appearance. the exact same dark hair, green eyes and awfully similar scowl.

"i'm afraid i ca-"

"please sensei!"

unknowingly, megumi had the puppy eyes.

how can i say no?

sighing and with a defeated expression, y/n finally agreed.

"you cleaned up his room?"
toji asked, finally noticing the lack of clothes and mess in megumi's bedroom.

"sensei and i cleaned it."
megumi replied for y/n. he had a toothy grin on his face as he wiggled his way out of toji's arm. jumping a good 1 metre down from his father's arm.

"did you say your thanks?"

as much as toji sucked at being a father. he made sure that megumi grew up with values. other than that, toji wouldn't give a damn about megumi.

megumi's eyes were wide open as he hugged y/n's legs. he totally forgot about thanking his favourite teacher.

"thank you sensei."

he is just too precious. y/n thought to herself.

"you're welcome gumi."
y/n gave megumi a smile. toji raised his eyebrow at y/n's words. they're that close? dumbling would rarely get so buddy-buddy with his teacher. what type of sick sorcery is this?