ALL OF THE GIRLS YOU LOVED BEFORE | fushiguro tōji

17 | the blessing

being in love seemed like a foreign yet familiar feeling to fushiguro toji. 

how foolish am i to have fallen in love again...

striding towards the pair, toji leaned on the metal support beam of the swing. the two had contented smiles on their faces as they enjoyed themselves. once megumi's swing was moving smoothly, y/n approached toji in silence. 

the silence was deafening but it was a comfortable one instead. 

"megumi's really quiet in the daycare. it's rare to see him smile so much." 
y/n commented lightly. toji swallowed thickly and nodded a reply. her voice melodic in his opinion as she continued. 

"he's a good child." 

"i raised him up, i get the credits." 
toji really tried to bite down his sarcastic reply but it was toji in the end. nothing could have refrained himself. toji was proud of his little kid. maybe he wasn't really the best at parenting-- no scratch that, he's horrible at it. but megumi turned out to be a well-behaved child. 

"yeah right, whatever you say."
a sly grin made his way to face at y/n's reply. 

"quick question." 
the man changed the topic. his hands in his pockets. eyes never leaving y/n's face. 

"yeah?" 

"can i court you?" 

cue in the brainrot of y/n in 3...2...1... 

WHATTTTTT??????? WHAT DID HE JUST SAY??????? HUHHHHHHH????????

ah shit she isn't replying me. nice job toji. 
the man grimaced at his own question internally. 

"court me?..." 
faintly hearing her voice under her breath, toji's ears perked up. 

"yeah, court you." 
there was a slight confidence in his voice. internally, he was praying that y/n would say yes and save him from the embarrassment. 

"what is this the 19th century?" 
y/n composed herself and managed to bring out a tease. a playful look in her eyes as her lips curved upwards. a grin plastered on toji's face at her reply. at least she didn't say no. toji thought to himself. 

rolling his eyes, toji leaned closer to y/n, their faces inches apart. 

"is that a no?" 

"it's not a no, if it makes you feel better." 
pink dusted the high ends of y/n's cheeks and ears. as much as she tried to play 'cool' by keeping a calm composure, her cheeks and ears failed her. 

gently, toji brought up his right hand, his fingers grazing y/n's right cheek softly. the urge to keep himself from kissing her lips was running thin. the pad of his thumb moving in circular motion on the rosy cheeks of y/n. gulping slowly, the eye contact of the two adults never wavered. 

leaning even further down with his head craning downwards to y/n, toji used his other hand to move away the stray hair on y/n's forehead.

slowly but surely,  his lips found their merry way to y/n's forehead. the contact was light but utterly beautiful. sparks ignited within them. the touch was just for a split second and y/n could only find herself wanting more. greed overwhelmed the two yet they had to keep it at bay. 

"mama? papa?" 

when had megumi gotten off the swings? 

when had the little man become so close to the two?