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Broke Bd! Toji x black reader

Setting: Your Condo In Osaka, Japan
Time: Around 13:23am
3rd person POV:

Y/n yawned continuously as she just put her son Megumi to sleep. That boy was putting up a fight. Kicking, screaming, squirming around but mind you, he's only 7 years old. Oh never mind, that's how every child act anyways. I think. The rain was pouring down harshly but  intriguingly satisfying. You sipped the last bit of tea that you had and rinsed out the mug before turning off the kitchen lights. Soon afterwards the living room lights and so forth.

You plopped down on your bed with a long sigh and got comfortable under your thick blankets. The doorbell rang throughout the condo. Annoyance ran through your body along with worrying since you just put Megumi to sleep and the doorbell was hella loud. The person kept ringing and ringing. "Hold on! Give me a minute!" You put on your favorite Sanrio character slippers and looked in the peephole.

Your eyes were wide for a second before you rolled them so hard you'd thought they'd be stuck. You held down the button to talk to him. You tried to put on your best "man voice" as you could. "Ay, who dis?" You questioned. Toji huffed before looking directly into the peephole. "Y/n I know it's you. Open the door." He sounded very patient and or maybe tired like. You of course didn't want to open the door because you knew what type of person Toji was, so you opened the door with the chain connected.

"What do you want?" I asked. I don't even have to ask. I already know what he wants. "Can I borrow $400. I'll pay you back next week when I get my check." He said with his head hanging lowly. "You said that last time." I replied. "I know, I know but I'm serious this time. I'll pay you back on my mama." He said with his hand on his chest. "Nigga don't do that." I giggled.

He chuckled at your reaction and adverted his gaze behind you. "Mommy, who is that?" You hear the soft voice of your child as his little body cling onto your legs. Toji bent down to his level and waved at him. "Hi Gumi." He beamed. Megumi hid his face from him and his grip tightened slightly.

Toji's smile slowly faded away into a look of anger. "This is your fault Y/n. Maybe if you'd let me see my son, he wouldn't be acting like that." He said slowly rising up. "I would if you would stop seeking attention from every female 1 mile away from you. I would if you'd actually stay true to your words and pay me back hell, get a real job." You started. "What do you mean! Every time I tried to see my son, you'll always slip away and move somewhere else far away from me."

"That's because you always have something going on with you. I'm not letting my son go to your house when got hella bitches in your crib. Mothafucka you literally have a stripper pole in your living room. And don't lie when you said that I don't let you see Megumi because when you ask to come get him, I always say yes and you know that. I never wanted you to not see your son. You always avoid my calls and texts. Do you know how disappointed he gets every time he packs his bag every weekend to come see you and you don't show up. Some type of father you are."

"Y/n I'm not even about to play with you right now cuh, just give me my son and the money." He demanded. "Hell naw, you're good." I say. Slamming the door in his face. He continues to rant but it's muffled and you could only pick up a couple sentences like: "See bro, this be the shit I be talking about." Then followed with him begging to be let in.

"GET OUT!!!!"

"NIGGER"

"YOU ARE MINE!!"

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