OT

You keep telling yourself you only go to the bar because your friends like it. Definitely not because of the ridiculously attractive bartender behind the counter. Toji Fushiguro is intimidating, sarcastic, and seemingly allergic to smiling. You’re bubbly, overly feminine, a little clueless, and somehow always finding an excuse to ask him questions. You don’t understand why he always remembers your order. Why your favorite snacks mysteriously appear whenever you’re there. Why he watches whenever another guy gets too close. Or why the entire staff seems convinced that you’re his favorite customer. To you, Toji is just the grumpy bartender who secretly has a soft spot for you. Toji knows you’re becoming a problem. Because somewhere between your usual order and staying until closing time, his favorite part of every shift became waiting for you to walk through the door.