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The sun shone bright and high in the sky, you slowly opened your eyes to find yourself in a dimly lit hotel room. The daylight filtering through the curtains was too bright for your eyes, and you squinted as you tried to recall the events of the previous night. Your head was pounding with a dull ache, and you could feel the sharp throbbing pain reverberating through your skull. Despite your best efforts, you couldn't remember how you'd ended up back in your hotel room. The memories of the previous night were hazy and fragmented, leaving you feeling disoriented and confused
Toji emerged from the bathroom, greeting the morning with a simple "Good morning." He wore a pair of cosy grey sweatpants paired with a towel draped around his neck. His hair was still damp from the shower, adding a touch of freshness to his appearance.
As you looked at him, you couldn't help but notice the striking symmetry of his features. His chiselled jawline and sharp nose gave him a rugged handsomeness that was hard to ignore. The way he carried himself with confidence and ease only added to his appeal. But could he really be more attractive than Gojo?
It was hard to say for sure. Gojo had a charisma that was all his own, a spark of something that made him stand out from the rest. Nonetheless, there was something about this man that intrigued you, and you found yourself unable to look away.
"Uh, are you good?" He asks, confused by your silence.
"Oh, mhm, I'm good. My head just really hurts." You stutter.
"Yeah, it probably will," Toji scoffed, grabbing a shirt out of his suitcase.
You gazed at him, your brows furrowed in confusion, trying to comprehend the events that had transpired. Your mind was a foggy mess, and you couldn't recall anything that had happened after you had that first sip of your drink with Shoko.
The world around you seemed to blur as you struggled to piece together the events that had taken place. It was as if someone had wiped your memory clean, leaving you with only fragments of the night that had passed.
"What even happened yesterday?" You asked, rubbing your head. It was throbbing like crazy.
"And when did I get changed.." You continued, noticing you were in your nightwear.
Toji sighs before speaking, "This girl dropped you off drunk. You were acting like a child the whole night."
"Oh." You mumble."Sorry, I probably got carried away. Did I too much?"
As you lay on the bed, your mind was racing with thoughts of the previous night. You couldn't believe that Toji had seen you in such a vulnerable state. You felt embarrassed and ashamed, and your face burned with humiliation. You could feel your head throbbing with pain, and your heart was pounding in your chest.
When Toji shrugged and said, "Depends on what you call too much," you couldn't believe your ears. You sat up straight, gasping in shock. He then went on to explain that you had been begging for a goodnight kiss the night before.
