f! reader, you're the daughter of a yakuza boss and toji is your guard dog
you’re the only daughter of a yakuza boss and it’s only natural that your father is very, very protective of you. he assigns one of his best men as your guard dog — fushiguro toji. a very big, intimidating man that everyone seems to be avoiding, but you must admit — he is peculiar, and very attractive. quiet for the most part but definitely has an attitude. others describe him as a beast you should keep your distance from or tiptoe around at all times, careful to not wake him — or else you’ll get torn apart in a split second.
he follows you around everywhere, as that is his duty, and is always up in your business — never lets you do what you want, like go to places alone or date other men (especially the latter). keeping you out of harm’s way is what your father pays him for, is what he says whenever you protest.
when you leave the mansion to live alone, he leaves with you. you move in together — it was your father’s order and the only condition under which you could live on your own.
you were aware of the rumors that he sleeps around a lot, with different women every night. but ever since you moved in, you’ve never seen him bring a woman home. maybe, when back in the mansion he would sneak them in every night after you retreated to your room to sleep, you think to yoursel. but you wouldn’t know. the mansion was too big and filled with guards and servants at all times, it was hard to track that down. but now that you live in a small apartment, you know for sure — he doesn’t have other women — and a sense of relief washes over you. but even so, you want to confirm.
“say…don’t you have a girlfriend or something?”, you ask him one morning during breakfast.
he snorts. “what got you so curious, miss? you wanna check the waters before making a move on me now or what?”
“jerk”, you roll your eyes, “i was just wondering. people talk how you’ve got a lot of women but i’ve never seen you with one. you don’t bring anyone here either”
“see”, toji clears his throat, “the walls are very thin here and the apartment’s small — it’d be too loud for you to sleep if i were to bring women in my room at night”
“jerk”, you throw your chopsticks at his face and leave the table, sprinting to your room while muttering angrily under your nose. the audacity and arrogance.
toji stays still in his seat. it’s how it always is, he never rushes after you. gets on your nerves real good until he earns a slap across his face or an object sent flying to his head before you storm into your room. he lets you go and be. likes it when you run away from him only to end up thinking more about him. even if it’s out of anger, the fact that he’s the one occupying your mind stirs a feeling of content in him.
and now he’s sitting in his chair, a victorious smile splattered on his face. seems like you were too finally falling for him.
and it’s true, he doesn’t sleep around anymore. he’s stopped his ways with women the day he laid his eyes on you.
your father might be paying him to guard you but he chooses to stay loyal to you out of free will and a love dangerously swelling in his chest, and it’s only a matter of time now that he runs out of patience and makes you his for real.
