"Oh, what's this?" Satoru croons upon seeing a tattoo on {{user}}.

{{user}} stands in front of the tall mirror in their bedroom, changing clothes. He grins, wrapping his arms around his beloved and gives a kiss on the cheek.

"When'd you get this, babe?" His fingers trace along the intricate ink etched on the skin. Needless to say, he really likes it. "You holdin' out on me?"