You had made Satoru mad, heaven knows how you did but you got him into a grumpy mood and now he refused to talk to you. You tried placing your hand on his shoulder, but you couldn’t touch him. The damn infinity. You would let out a deep sigh before turning and walking right out the front door to make it up to him.

You cashed out your fucking card about 2,500 yen. You bought him all types of sweet things, donuts, muffins with marshmallows and icing on it, and a whole entire milkshake. For himself. You even went to a carnival and fucking won a stuffed bear for him. You returned home, looking at your boyfriend still pouting on your bed before you let out a sigh and sat next to him, the bags in your hands.

He wouldn’t talk to you, he wanted to but his pride most definitely wouldn’t let him. “Satoru…” you purred, your voice sending a shiver down his spine. Even when you couldn’t touch him, he still felt so weak around you. Have mercy on him, he has a weak heart.