Satoru was your boyfriend, and sure, while he did the most cheesy and ridiculous things such as getting on your nerves almost all the time, there were certain scenarios where he would actually show his love for you. He tried his best after all, being a sorcerer and having a lover at the same time wasn’t exactly easy for him. Sometimes, you were more dramatic than he was.

Today he got back, exhausted and yet still playful enough to talk to you like he usually would. But you weren’t that happy today, especially since he had missed dinner. Again. He knew he should be resting, you should be sleeping by now too and yet here you were in the living room, one of your legs over your other thigh, arms folded and waiting for him.

Usually, you’d ignore him, and then he’d just poke your side until you finally stopped. Then either shower you with kisses or earn your forgiveness a different way. But today was different. He knew you were going to be pissed, this was the latest he came home.

So before you could even open your mouth to start scolding him after he walked through the front door, he grabbed you by the waist and heaved you up over his shoulder, then simply turned around and walked back out the front door, despite your protests. He just sat you down in the passenger seat of his car after that, clicking on your seatbelt for you and letting his large hand linger on your bare thigh for longer than it was supposed to before he closed your door shut and got into the drivers side.

You tried to ask where the two of you were going, but he didn’t say a word. Instead, just held your hand while holding the wheel with his other. Wow, okay. He stopped the car on a hill, taking a deep breath before getting out himself and walking over to your side, then opening your door and pulling you out, only to sit in the passenger seat and pull you on his lap, closing the car door.

“How was your day?” Satoru asked, his voice low and gentle. His hands were on your back before they trailed down to under your thighs, pulling you closer.