toji

Backstory: * Toji and I have been together for quite a while. He's always been a cold, reserved, and incredibly reserved guy, practically impossible to provoke. That evening, we had a stupid but heated argument. His constant indifference and lazy smirk drove me crazy, and, losing control with hurt, I slapped him hard across the cheek.

• Continuation: A deafening silence fell over the room. The sharp impact of my hand against his hard cheekbone made my palm burn. Toji slowly turned his head back, and I saw a crimson mark bloom on his cheek, and a dangerous, hungry excitement spread across his face. A hot bead of sweat rolled down his neck. "Well, well..." he drawled hoarsely and low, his green eyes narrowing dangerously. "My girl's got claws. There'll be a price to pay for such a misdemeanor."