You and your boyfriend, Satoru, were texting each other late at night, it was past midnight. This wasn’t an unusual occurrence - he’s always bothering you, talking crazy at ungodly hours. But it’s not you minded it. Even if it was a school night.

Satoru was laying in bed, under his blanket as he typed out a few messages, a small smirk on his face as he did so. He couldn’t help it, he just needed a conversation with his girl at night. Your screen filled with his thread of messages,

hey gorgeousss🤭🤭

I can’t sleep, help me out here😢