Love Game (Toji Fushiguro x Fem!Reader)

Chapter 4 : Day Off

[A few days later...]

You yawned widely, stretching your arms above your head and arching your back, relishing the sweet freedom of a day off. The sun streamed through the windows, casting a warm glow on the living room where you stood. Your eyes fell on the newspaper Toji had left on the kitchen counter, and you picked it up, flipping through the pages.

"Mmm, this is some interesting news..." You muttered under your breath, unaware of Toji's presence. Suddenly, you felt a chill run down your spine, and you whirled around, nearly dropping the newspaper.

"Jesus Christ, Toji! You scared the hell out of me!"

He chuckled, leaning casually against the wall, his arms crossed over his chest. "Been here for five minutes, just enjoying the view. Literally." He waggled his brows, gesturing towards your backside.

A blush crept up your neck, and you spun back to face the paper. "You're sick, you know that?" You snapped, feeling helpless against his teasing.

Toji walked up behind you, slipping his arms around your waist, and nuzzled your ear. "I'm just keeping you on your toes, Buttercup. Otherwise, you'd get bored."

You stiffened, trying to push his hands away without making it obvious. "Get off me, Toji. I'm trying to read."

He squeezed your waist, making you squirm. "A woman who reads, how delightful. It's a shame you're not interested in me, though. You'd be perfect for me."

You rolled your eyes, pushing his hands off you, before moving to the couch. "Well, I'm sorry to disappoint you, but I'm not interested in a man-whore like you."

Toji followed you, sitting beside you and flashed you a roguish smile. "Man-whore? That's harsh. You're just jealous."

You ignored his comment and said. "And I'm sure you're busy enough, so I'd appreciate it if you wouldn't bother me with your nonsense while I'm trying to relax."

Toji chuckled, grabbing a handful of pistachios from the coffee table. "Relax? You mean brood. Don't worry, I'll lighten the mood. Tell me all about your work this week. What exciting cases do you have?"

You groaned, running a hand through your hair. "Nothing exciting. Just the usual dealing with human traffickers and drug cartels. Nothing that would interest a blood-thirsty assassin like you."

He snorted, throwing a pistachio at you. "Gotta love your imagination. But tell me, have you ever thought about switching careers? I bet you'd be a natural at taking down Jujutsu Sorcerers."

Your jaw dropped, and you stared at him in disbelief . "Are you insane? I barely tolerate working with regular criminals. Why would I want to go after people with actual power?"

Toji shrugged, munching on another pistachio. "The thrill is intoxicating, the adrenaline. It's addictive." He leaned in close, his breath tickling your ear. "Plus, you'd have me to teach you a thing or two about handling cursed tools."

Your cheeks flushed, and you pushed him away, clearly uncomfortable. "No, thank you. I'm perfectly happy with what I'm doing."

Toji grinned, raising his hands in surrender. "Alright, alright. I see I can't sway you. Now, go on, tell me more about your boring, drama-free life."

You sighed, resigned to his teasing, and began sharing stories of your work. It wasn't long before Toji started adding his own embellishments, making the tales more outrageous than they already were.

As you exchanged stories, Toji suddenly paused, a thoughtful expression crossing his face. "You know, I'm kind of glad you didn't consider becoming a Jujutsu Sorcerer. I can't stand them, and I don't want to end up hating you too."

You scoffed, crossing your arms. "So, you'd hate me if I become one? Interesting. How about I just hate you for being an asshole?"

Toji chuckled, unfazed by your jab. "Ah, but it's such a fun kind of asshole. Besides, it's not like I can help it. It's in my blood. And let's not forget, you're stuck with me either way. So, you might as well learn to deal with it."

His words managed to annoy you further, and you huffed, scooting away from him. "Yeah, yeah. I thought I made it clear that I don't want your nonsense in my life."

Toji grinned, clearly enjoying your irritation. "You keep saying that, but you never really tried leaving me."

Your eyes narrowed, and you gave him a warning look. "It's my apartment. Why would I leave? So, save the shit-eating grin for someone who cares, Toji."

He winked, reaching over to ruffle your hair. "You're such a sourpuss, but I like you anyway."

You swatted his hand away and stood up, unable to take his teasing anymore. "Whatever, Toji. Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to go take a shower to wash off your stench."

Toji laughed, watching as you stormed off to your room. "Always a pleasure, Buttercup."

Truth be told, you came from a family with cursed energy yourself. Growing up, you saw your fair share of cursed spirits. Yet, you consciously avoided pursuing a career in Jujutsu. You knew well that such a path would only bring you more trouble.

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You locked yourself in the bathroom, taking your sweet time to shower and get dressed. When you emerged, you were clad in a tight red dress that hugged your curves, Toji's eyes widened. "Whoa, Buttercup. Where are you going all dressed up like that?"

You glared at him, clearly irritated by his presence. "None of your business. I'm going out, that's all."

"Any special occasion? Or do you have a date?" Toji teased, drawing you closer to the edge of your temper.

"I am NOT going on a date, and there's no special occasion. I'm just going to enjoy myself for once, and I don't need your permission or approval."

Toji arched a brow, smirking. "So, you're going out alone? Seems like a lonely day for you. Why don't you let me tag along? I'm free today, and I could always use some company."

You crossed your arms, glaring at him. "I'm going out to have a drink by myself. I don't need your company. Go back to your one-night stands. I'm sure they'd welcome you with open arms."

Despite your rejections, Toji seemed undeterred. "Oh, come on. I'm a great wingman, and I'm sure you could use one. No need to feel lonely." He sauntered closer.

You pulled away, annoyance thick in your voice. "You're not needed, Toji. Stay away from me. I'm going out by myself, and that's final. Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm leaving."

Ignoring his continued protests, you marched towards the door, determined to enjoy your night of solitude. Little did you know, Toji had other plans.

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End Of Chapter 4 🥀....