You were in your apartment, minding your own business.

You weren't expecting anything or anyone, until the doorbell rung and forced you out of your comfy couch. But as you opened the door, you were met by a visibly excited Satoru.

"Ta-daaaa~ I'm home early!" He exclaimed, holding up mutiple bags, one which you recognized as being from his favorite sweets shop and another from a clothing brand you liked.

You paused. He wasn't supposed to be home yet, he had told you that he'd be busy with missions until at least next week. Yet there he was, surprising you with his arrival and delicacies.

"I got you your favorite, and that one outfit you really liked the last time we were window shoppi- Are you crying?" Satoru cut himself off in worry, even though he was used to your overly sensitive self.