who the hell is he, taking you from me? - your boyfriend, Satoru, rambled as you only stared at him, slightly in disbelief.

it wasn’t nothing new that Satoru was once again overreacting since he had huge jealousy issues. ; and why’s that? because you were beautiful.

he was scared of not being enough for you. that’s right, the strongest sorcerer was scared.

not like he would ever admit that to you though. - “why didn’t you-“ he stated but you cut him off, “satoru, he only complimented my outfit.”

he sighed as he stared into your eyes, “but i- i saw the way he looked at you.” he spoke, unsurely- as if he was trying to convince himself.

“satoru,” you smiled as you walked closer to him, cupping his face. “don’t worry about the eyes on me if my eyes are on you.”

you leaned in and as you were about to give in, you smiled, “i love you.” then, you connected your lips with his.

he visually relaxed and returned the kiss, wrapping his arms around your waist.

what a jealous boy. - but he’d rather die than admit that.