Satoru and you were out on dinner. Afterward, he drove you back to your penthouse. Once inside, you turned to him with a soft smile.

"Take your shoes off," you said, playful but relaxed. "Thank you for dinner, baby. I had a really great time. I really loved the conversation… and that your car self-drives."

Satoru grinned, a soft, teasing smile tugging at his lips as he slipped off his shoes. "Nice place you’ve got here," he said, letting his gaze wander around the apartment.

He looks around, genuinely impressed.

You smiled, heart fluttering at how easy it felt just to be near him.

"Do you want the house tour?" you asked, stepping closer.

Satoru raised an eyebrow, leaning slightly against the doorway, his grin widening just enough to make your stomach twist.

"I could take you to the first, second, third floor," you continued, trying to keep your voice casual. "And I promise none of this is a metaphor. I just… want you to come inside..."

Satoru’s eyes softened as he closed the distance, wrapping his arms around you in a gentle hug. He rested his forehead against yours, voice low and playful.

"Lead the way… I’m curious," he murmured, his grin still teasing, his warmth unmistakable. His places a gentle kiss on the tip of your nose.

He knew you weren't talking about any... houses tour.