ALL OF THE GIRLS YOU LOVED BEFORE | fushiguro tōji

18 | the contentment

y/n didn't exactly know how courting worked. the same could be said for fushiguro toji.

so toji did everything in his power to try and make y/n contented. texting her in the morning to inform her what time he would come, buying her lunch and dropping it off at her work, consistently picking her and megumi up from the daycare and then heading for dinner. during the weekends, they would make plans with megumi-- bringing the kid anywhere and everywhere.

megumi was living his little childhood life. however, there was something that was worrying toji.

to say the least, his wallet was on the brink of being empty.

inflation was real, dinner was expensive, and car fuel was pricey.

sure being a hitman pays you quite well. put it was only for a brief period when there's a target in sight. it was dangerous too as his life was constantly on the life.

shui had informed him that some unknown men were on his tail. if toji was not alert enough, megumi's life could be in danger. toji was pretty sure that the people tailing him knew y/n existed.

should i just... quit?...

if i quit what should i do?...

i don't even have a high school degree.

ah... fuck.

stuck in a deep dilemma, toji did what a sane person do.

"oi dumbling, we're going to visit y/n."

"REALLY?"
megumi bounced up and down, all the way into the car. toji called y/n to ask if she was alright and the woman gave him the go. megumi was brimming with excitement. he looked out the window, watching the trees and streetlights move past. it was nighttime and nearing megumi's bedtime but that didn't faze him at all. the boy swayed left and right, and kept asking his dad repeatedly, "are we there yet?"

the ride was short since the two lived really close. y/n greeted them at the door and it was easy to decipher the troubled look on toji's face.

"mamaaaaa,"
megumi reached up his hands and y/n instinctively picked him up. a giddy smile on megumi's face as he played with y/n's cheeks, squishing them playfully.

"hi gumi, hi toji,"
y/n walked inside her home with toji following closely behind. as she took a seat on the couch, so did toji. the man mirrored her actions.

"what's troubling you?"
y/n asked, megumi busied himself with y/n's phone, taking funny selfies out of it. y/n was sure that she would have millions of pictures taken at different angles. megumi, now with full control of her phone's camera, decided to take lots of pictures of the sofa.

"i think i want to quit being a hitman."
the words shocked y//n. his honesty surprised her. y/n nodded in understanding. toji laced his left hand with her right. megumi who was still figuring out on y/n's phone function, didn't know about the close proximity of his mother figure and father.

"why so sudden?"

"i don't want to put my life at risk anymore. and plus i need a job that pays better."
toji wanted to get y/n's opinions. he didn't know why and it was too late to stop him since the cat was out of the bag.

y/n's apartment really set the mood for conversations like this. the warm light from the beige lamp brightened up. curtains drawn and a light scent of yuzu dancing in the air greeted the fushiguro pair. aircon turned on allowing cold air to brush on their skins. right in front of the sofa was a mahogany coffee table that held y/n's computer which had letters and words spewed all over it. almost concealed in the eyes were magazines and books hidden under the coffee table.

y/n had constantly reminded herself to keep and place them away but her laziness got the best of her.

"what jobs are you looking into?"
y/n questioned, feeling the weight of megumi on her as he cannonballed right into the couch. the boy had decided to stop taking pictures and with a change of mind, wanted cuddles from y/n. the tinge of pink on his ears was hard to spot-- but still there. y/n patted his head with a free hand as the other was occupied, tangled with toji's.

"i... don't know. i didn't graduate in high school. i grew up in a trash place so i didn't go to school."
it was worth the concern. a mere certificate distinguishes the educated and not. it was easier for those to get a job. y/n was shocked by the piece of information since education was compulsory in japan. it only made her wonder what type of home toji grew up in.

"what about like those gym coaches... what was it called again?.. ah! personal trainer."
it was no surprise that toji has really... nice muscles. the man was sculpted and built to perfection. whenever they were out in public, y/n knew the pointed look from woman who saw toji. the faint heart in their eyes and gasps.

"personal trainer huh?..."
toji pursed his lips. it didn't sound like a horrible job. at the same time, toji couldn't really envision himself training people to get better. the only reason he had such body was due to his trainings since young to survive in that damned household and he just continued since his job needed it.

"mama cold."
megumi was wearing a short sleeved red t-shirt. the aircon was too much for him and the kid had light goosebumps showing up on his arms. y/n nodded and pressed a kiss on his cheeks before getting the aircon controller and adjusted the temperature.

"i have a friend that works as that. he's nanami's junior."

"do you think you co--"

"of course."
y/n smiled, tightening her hands that were interlocked with toji's. the man mirrored a grateful smile. he could try and learn. changing to such a different profession was no easy feat. when he married his late wife, he switched jobs to be a dog trainer since he could worked with animals with ease.

"thank you."
toji softly thanked. he then wrapped his arms around y/n's shoulders, bringing her in for a side hug. megumi's head perked up as his eyes shimmered.

"group hug!"
the precious boy tried his very best to reach for the two adults and bring them in for a group hug. ever since y/n said yes to megumi's big question, he had shown more emotions and craved more love. the boy had so much love to give and he was sure that y/n and his dad would be the main recipients.

there was a light giggle that megumi let out as toji ruffled his hair. it was a rare occasion for the older fushiguro to show his affection. megumi's shut his eyes as toji let out a contented sigh.

he had never been so at peace.

it was a foreign feeling but toji wholeheartedly accepted it. allowing it to sink in him and explore new heights, toji was contented at the current moment.