L.O.V.E.?.! (with the READER)

TOJI'S ROUTE: About You

Toji groaned when he just realized that he was lying on the floor in the living room. Strangely, he didn't even remember how, what, or why he was there. It felt like there was a gap in his memories. 

And somehow he feels a little bit disoriented and confused. But, since he doesn't know what to do, he decides to just brush it off and back to his room to get some sleep.

The next day.

It was almost past noon when Toji woke up from his deep sleep. It was so strange even for him coz he had actually had trouble sleeping since the death of his wife. The only time he passed out cold was from getting heavily drunk.

But, he remembered he had not drunk recently, since the day he was dead. Toji was startled by his own thoughts as he covered his mouth and frowned in question.

That's right ... i should have died. In the hands of Gojo Satoru. He said as he gazed down at his left hand to his arm. How? What happened?? He clenched his left arm and still couldn't understand. 

He clearly remembered the fight with Gojo and the feeling of nothingness, but the warm and sticky blood on his hand when he reached for his left body. After that, everything was pitch black.

But, then he shakes his head and brushes it off as a stroke of mere luck or even better, the dead scene of himself was just some kind of nightmare, since he couldn't find the possible answer even when he tried so hard to remember.

That day, Toji just did his daily routine as if nothing had ever happened, even when he found some things that should have never been there before. Did i just fuck someone and then they left or something? He asked himself with disinterest.

He shrugged it off again before walking out of his place. When he was about to call Shigeru Sonoda about the last mission, he paused in the realization that he had killed that man and wiped out his organization, and that's for the sake of a woman.

Toji's green eyes widen in disbelief, how can he forget about something like that? He turned around and walked back into his place, but still, he could not recall anything. Until he was passing the room you were using before. 

When he felt something strange, he decided to go in and check. Inside, he looked around and found nothing out of the ordinary, but as if something was calling him, he walked towards the bathroom. 

He gets in as the door is wide open, and there, he spots on the sink, a strand of long black hair.

Toji: a woman's hair? *he thought*

Toji had never brought a woman into his place. He might be a widower right now, but he had never wanted to mingle with another woman for a fling or even for a one-night stand after the death of his beloved wife. 

He was too busy doing dirty work as an assassin. That is also the reason why he's still using his wife's family's name instead of his. But now, he found a woman's hair in his bathroom sink. 

However, he barely remembered the moment that he spent with you in this place, he also still can not picture your appearance, not even your name. 

Toji grunted as he clenched your strand of hair in his fist. He might want to not care about you, but his mind and heart were disagreeing to deny it.

Who are you? That's what he keeps repeating in his mind. Until he felt a sharp pang in his head and all the information came into his brain. It was hurt enough to make Toji writhe in pain and feel on his knee as if his head gonna split open.

But, the blurred vision of your face came to clear, the face of you smiling brightly to him as he came home, also the face of you melted in his pleasure.