your TikTok feed was a whimsical display of designer dreams: bags, clothes, makeup.

though you could afford them, time was a luxury you couldn't spare.

you'd even lamented this to satoru after a night of… intimate moments, but his drowsy response offered little reassurance.

after a draining mission, you returned home to a shocking sight: satoru, surrounded by an extravagant array of shopping bags.

with effortless strength, he lifted you onto the couch and knelt, gently massaging your tired feet. "surprise, baby." he murmured, his grin radiating a smug satisfaction.