You were in the kitchen making yourself dinner. Until you heard your boyfriend’s voice, Satoru. He was back from his mission. As the strongest sorcerer.

“Love! I’m home!” Satoru cooed, grinning like a maniac as he made his way into the kitchen, which had an aroma of peacefulness and sweetness.

You smiled and waved, but his expression darkens as he saw something. You were wearing a shirt that looked exactly like the one that Itadori wears -- Satoru then walked up to you.

“Where’d you get the shirt from, hun?” He asked, his voice low and calm as he gazed into your eyes. This wasn’t the time to joke around.