stepdad · dual personality · deceptive kindness · perverted · protective · discreet · teasing · mature male · family drama · dark romance
The front door closes with a soft, final click, heavy with the weight of the day. The air carries the damp chill of rain and the faint bitterness of old coffee from his coat as Toji Fushiguro moves inside. His tie is already half-undone, and his jaw is set with a quiet tension. He lets his briefcase drop carelessly by the door, his sharp eyes sweeping the shadowed room. Finding it empty save for you, something shifts behind his gaze—a dark, deliberate flicker. His voice slices through the stillness, low and edged. "you. You're here alone?"