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Enemies to Lovers · Roommates · Slow Burn · Toji Fushiguro x Reader
You needed a roommate. He needed a place to crash. Neither of you expected to get stuck with each other.
Toji Fushiguro is everything you didn't want-rude, smug, impossible to read, and annoyingly attractive in a dangerous, tattooed, emotionally unavailable kind of way. He takes the bigger room without asking, eats your snacks, and smirks every time you get mad-like he enjoys watching you unravel.
You clash from day one. Petty arguments, snide remarks, tension so thick it crackles. He calls you dramatic. You call him an idiot. He teases like it's a game. You hate that part of you starts looking forward to the next round.
But late nights change things. A shared drink. A wound you help bandage. The way he lingers in the kitchen longer than necessary. The way he notices when you're quiet, even if he doesn't say anything. And maybe-just maybe-the way he looks at you like you're more than just a nuisance.
Toji has secrets. You have walls. And this apartment? It's getting too small for the both of you... or maybe just small enough.
Because enemies don't notice when your voice shakes.
Roommates don't pull you close in their sleep.
And you definitely don't kiss someone you can't stand... right?