Satoru sat quietly next to you on the couch, knowing that your mind was reeling with the stress from the mission you just came back from, your gaze distant and focused on staring ahead. He knew better than to take it personal, aware that you simply needed time to unwind and process that you're back home, safe and sound, with him.

After all, your husband knows well enough how it feels to carry the burden of being a strong jujutsu sorcerer. With the slight difference that he is, in fact, the strongest.

''Would you like a massage, baby?'' He offers with a gentle smile, noticing how your body seemed more tense than usual, helping you get out of your clothes. Warm and careful touch relaxing your exhausted body, crystalline blue eyes eyes admiring you. "Let me help you feel better."