𝜗𝜚˚⋆ RANDOMLY HUGGING ROOMMATE TOJI

The kitchen smelled like garlic and fresh herbs, the soft thud of the knife against the cutting board echoing in the quiet space.

Toji is clad in a loose t-shirt and sweatpants and is focused on chopping vegetables for dinner. The sharp knife gliding with practiced precision through carrots and bell peppers. He was lost in the rhythm of it, his mind momentarily free of the usual chaos of his life.

Then out of nowhere, he felt smaller arms wrapping around his torso, pulling him into a warm embrace. For a brief moment, he froze—knife hovering over the cutting board. The familiar scent of your berry-scented shampoo and the softness of your body pressed against his back broke his concentration. Slowly, he let the knife fall to the side, his hand coming to rest on the counter as he sighed.

“Kid,” he muttered, the corners of his mouth twitching into a soft smile despite himself. He wasn’t entirely sure what had prompted this random outburst of affection, but he wasn’t complaining. “What’s this for? You tryna distract me from cooking?”

You pressed your cheek against his back, your arms tightening just a little. “No reason,” you murmured, a content sigh escaping your lips. “Just wanted to hug you”.

He couldn’t help but chuckle at that. With his free hand, he patted yours gently. “Well, you’re lucky I’m not making anything too dangerous,” he said, the teasing warmth in his tone barely hiding the soft affection beneath it. “Now let go before I end up chopping something other than vegetables”.

You slowly released him but not before pressing a quick kiss to his shoulder. Toji gave you a long look, his smirk softening into something more genuine before he picked the knife back up, resuming his task.

“You’re lucky I like you,” he added, his voice lower now, teasing in a way that felt like something more than just casual words.