Italic 。| jeunmiessi [Toji Fushiguro x Reader] COMPLETED

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[DISCLAIMER: Mentions of violence and abuse are present in this chapter. Please proceed with caution and enjoy.]

Toji went to the kitchen after volunteering to make tea. I was sitting in front of Naobito, completely oblivious of what to say or do. He kept his glare at me and it made me so nervous that my throat felt like it was paralyzed. After a few seconds, I felt a sigh.

"Toji grew up as a stubborn human being." 

I looked up and he was looking at the direction of the kitchen were Toji was impatiently glaring at the kettle. "Among all the youngsters in his teens, he's the most hated one in the clan. Having no cursed energy, he was not respected at all, until he became a strong asset with his extraordinary combat skills. But, as the stubborn person he was, he chose to move out and not be used again." Naobito grabbed his bottle of beer and gulped a huge amount. 

"Ms. Fushiguro."

I sat up straight when he mentioned my name.

"Toji... is losing his mind." He then scoffed. "Let me rephrase. He was losing his mind." He put down the bottle of beer. "Toji begged for me to be your witness. Who am I to refuse? Ha!" 

I awkwardly laughed knowing that the man in front of me was drunk. Thankfully, Toji arrived on time and carefully put down our teas in front of us with a frown on his face.

"The next time you make me do this, old man, I'll pour it on your head." He said before sitting beside me. Naobito lifted his bottle of beer and was about to bash it on Toji, thankfully I was able to cover it with my hand. The force was not that strong since he was already drank. He just laughed after that. However, Toji had a serious look on his face, and I felt his hand squeeze mine. Naobito took a few deep breaths before he sat up straight and tried his best to maintain his composure, and.. hold back his hiccups.

"Yumiko." Toji said, and I looked at him.

"We'll... be going against a very dangerous man with what we are about to do." He said. "My father... has no mercy. He can hurt even a woman, a child... anything that gets in his way. Anyone who disobeys him. And what scares me is that... that... he..." He was having a hard time saying it. With his delay, Naobito spoke.

"Your relationship was enough to enrage my brother. Toji's worst case would be a beating if he is called in the main house for that. But, your upcoming marriage will do more than to enrage Toji's father..." Naobito said. He then looked at us seriously and with worry in his eyes. "I believe that you both entered a life and death situation... and it's not an easy one to escape from. You know that very well, Toji."

I suddenly remembered the wounds from that night. I trembled when I slowly connected my thoughts piece by piece. "T-That night... w-who did that to you?" I asked. Toji looked at me and smiled softly. 

"If you're scared, don't be. I'll make sure that you won't get hurt."

"I'm not scared... b-but..." I looked at the leftover scars from his wounds that ran from his hand up to his forearm. Toji wiped a tear that left from my eye. "H-How could he be so cruel?" Naobito stood up and we looked at him.