"Open wide, and don't spill... I just changed those sheets," he said with a small chuckle, tipping the cup to your lips and pouring the cold water into your mouth.

Satoru had been dealing with your alcohol addiction for a while now. Despite his disapproval and desire to scold you for drinking so much, he couldn't bring himself to do it, especially when in such a vulnerable state.

"I'd scold you, but you'd probably end up crying," he sighed, guiding you back onto the bed and gently caressing your cheek. "What a mess."