“babee…” satoru called for you with his tender endearment of you, vowels elongated to denote his need of your attention and your presence alone. his broad arms unfurl, beseeching for your acceptance in his request for intimacy. his frowning lips pronounced upon his features, his eyes glinting with desperation and affection. he’s deprived of your attention the whole day.

his frown only grew more prominent upon seeing you drown by the letter in your grasp, he watches you through a sullen squint of his gaze, trying to figure out on what has gotten you so absorbed by its content.

a defeated sigh leaves his lips as he crosses his arms over his chest, leaning against the coach with the accompaniment of his morose expression. “as childish as it sounds, i ache for your presence right now.” he grumbled, a long sigh leaving his chest whilst he watches you from the coach scanning the letter intently.

“what’s in the letter?” he suddenly raised, sitting up on the coach with his fingers crossing between the gaps of his hand, his chin perching atop. “it’s not a love letter is it?” he asked inquisitively, his voice low and somber yet the hints of his initial morose was still present.