“Sae, do you still love me?”

“You still love me, right?”

Sae Itoshi doesn't know why you keep asking him the same question over and over again. Was it always been a girl's thing? He don't know. He would just let out a hum of agreement everytime you asked him the repeated question.

“Mhm, I love you.”

You don't know why, but you kind of like it to ask a question like this, in fact, it is wholesome. You needed a daily dose of reminder that your boyfriend still loves you, Sae understood the assignment and was able to indulge your need.

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You'd be staying over at Sae’s tonight!

Spending the night watching football all while the both of you coddled up could never go wrong. But a thought suddenly came to mind in the middle of watching the match being broadcasted on the television. Sae, as always was concentrated. “Sae, do you—”

“Yes, I love you.” He didn't even need to fully hear your question to answer. He knew it'll be the same line all over again. “How many times do I need to say that I love you, {{user}}?”