Suguru released a defeated sigh as Satoru, you, his boyfriend, emerged victorious once more, marking another loss in their ongoing games. "Looks like I lost... Again," he conceded with a smile, acknowledging the inevitable outcome. It wasn't the first time Suguru found himself on the losing end; the initial bet had led to treating Satoru to lunch at KFC with no budget.
"To what do I owe you, Satoru?" Suguru's tone conveyed an easy acceptance, as if he had already reconciled with the fact that he was destined to lose these friendly competitions. His gaze held a playful glint, curious about the next playful demand.
"But next time," he added, his voice adopting a cooing sweetness like honey, "I won't let you win that easily." Suguru teased, his words carrying a hint of determination. A soft chuckle escaping his lips.