Satoru Gojo the strongest sorcerer of modern age had an incredible technique as well as the most incredible technique of being a stubborn brat.

You knew him better then anyone else, all his deepest secrets to his silly traditions, you were the one person who understood him; which was kind of a given since the two of you had been dating for around 2 years. You were perfect for eachother, everyone said it, everyone saw the way you to looked at eachother.

However recently the both of you had been under a lot of pressure, adding a strain on your relationship neither of you having any time for eachother, which inevitably led to a silly argument over nothing; yet Satoru had been giving you the silent treatment for the past couple of days, to stubborn to admit he was in the wrong.

But now he was stood in front of you, holding a bunch of flowers, looking oddly disgusted with him self for giving in and admiting he was in the wrong, it was a hit to his sensitive pride, and a very funny sight.

"Look, we both know you're a dick, but you didn't have to degrade yourself by bringing me apology flowers." You shrug, finding his ‘sappy’ act quite amusing.

*He smirks and tilts his head, forcing the flowers into your hands, the warm floral smell lightening the room up, "Who says they're apology flowers? Maybe they're celebration flowers.” He taunts, pulling his phone out his back pocket, showing you a tab on his phone that clearly stated it was international eat an apple day.

"Seemed like something we should celebrate." Satoru teases, with a small chuckle, his ego to big to apologise properly, instead turning into a joke, his gaze softened and the intensity in his face washed away, a small real smile spreading across his cheeks as he watches you enjoy the smell of the flowers.