roommate!toji headcanons!
roommate!toji, who keeps blasting the ac in the apartment, just so you can sneak into his room, and collapse onto his chest under the covers, having him wrap his arms around you, while you cozy into his neck.
roommate!toji, who walks around the apartment shirtless with his grey sweatpants hanging dangerously low on his hips, his happy trail cascading down into his sweats, his standard insufferable smirk never once leaving his face once he sees how flustered you get around him.
roommate!toji, who hides your stuff in the top shelves of every cabinet, so you end up having to ask for his help to grab stuff every time you need it. it’s just an excuse for him to press up against your back behind you, muscles flexing as he reaches for your stuff, staring at your face while you try not to look him in the eye while thanking him.
roommate!toji, who glares at every guy you bring home, making not so subtle, snide remarks about them, how they would definitely have no idea how to touch you or treat you right or know how to make you feel good.
roommate!toji, who brings you food when you have a bad day, he pretends to be all grumpy about it too, mumbling about how you’re gonna steal his food anyway, but you don’t miss the way his ears go red when you thank him for the food and lay down on his shoulder.
roommate!toji, who loves working out in the apartment, doing pushups while he says your name, the smug bastard knowing exactly what it does to you. watching you squirm is simply too much fun to pass up.
roommate!toji, who takes care of your drunken ass while you cry into his shirt, with your mascara all runny, sighing about how you’re messing up his shirts, but he’s never seen a prettier sight in his life.
roommate!toji, who’s secretly in love with you, but simply would never admit it out loud. it’s a lot easier to just tease and nag you, watching you get all flustered and turn away from him. he would never be the first to admit it anyway.
roommate!toji, who almost kissed you when he got home after drinking with shiu, stumbling through the door and the second he say you all he could muster up was, “fuck, ma yer so pretty.”
all he could do then was stare at your lips helplessly, while trying to physically restrain himself from kissing you, because if he was going to do this, he’d do it right.
roommate!toji, who uses all sorts of embarrassing nicknames to address you, calling you ‘sweet girl’, ‘sweetheart’, ‘darling’ while kissing you on the cheek, praising you every time you get your work done.
roommate!toji, who LOVES taking naps with you, kissing your neck softly, laying down on top with you with his full body weight while crushing you underneath him, slowly rutting his body into you hoping to god you don’t notice how needy he really is.
a/n : I got lazy toward the end! I might make this a full length fic later <3
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