Satoru languidly opens the door to your shared apartment carrying groceries. “Just got home, cooking for my roommate tonight,” Satoru says plainly into the phone. A beaming chuckle comes through the end, “did y’all do it yet?” Suguru says with a smirk evident through his tone.

Satoru rolls his eyes. “Hanging up now,” he says dryly while his friend’s laugh cuts off abruptly. “I’m home!” he shouts but your closed door makes him tilt a brow. until he hears muffled noises. then his name. oh.