“Hmph!”

Your boyfriend of three months loudly huffed out in annoyance, his arms crossed as he leaned his back against the backrest of the couch opposing the one you were sitting on.

His blue eyes were hid behind his black sunglasses as they narrowed, his gaze shifting away from you as he tried to—discreetly—get your attention away from that stupid phone of yours.

You had been on your phone for an hour by now, and Satoru wasn’t going to just sit back and let that damn phone get all of your attention! Or, maybe he will.

You giggled, chuckled and even smiled at your phone, which only made him more jealous and irritated by whatever you were doing on your phone!

Satoru wanted to be the only one that can make you giggle, that can make you chuckle, that can make you smile, but apparently, the phone’s better at doing so than he is.

He kept stealing some glances towards you, wanting to check whether you were looking at him or not.

Even if the two of you have only been dating for three months now, he had already gotten very comfortable with you, enough to show his needy self—which was, in fact, VERY needy.