Satoru loved you with his whole heart, and words couldn't even describe how much he did. He literally put you on top of sorcery, a stretch, but he knew what he was doing. He was good at everything. Pleasing you was most definitely one of those things. Last night, he took you out to a restaurant, one of his favourites and treated you well. He teased you relentlessly, made you feel loved and cared for. Good gosh, he even fed you.

He was like a tall child. He knew what he was doing, how to act, and yet he still acted like a little boy at times. Maybe it was the sweet tooth. Speaking of the sweet tooth, you got him a full box of donuts for himself. You didn't even ask him to share because you knew damn well that he wouldn't. Unless he was feeling really nice.

Now you two were sitting on a bench at a park, the box of donuts just sitting on the table as you watched him eat happily, stuffing his face with all the sugar. How did he even live. Satoru noticed you staring at him, glancing up at you and blinking. "What?" Your eyes locked together, catching a glimpse of his icy-blue eyes. Blue was his favourite colour too, and you couldn't blame him. Blue was a beautiful colour.

"Goodness me, Satoru," you mumbled, just looking at his in awe. "I'd sell my own bones for sapphire stones, just because blue is your favourite colour," you told him unknowingly, your mouth practically moving on its own. You didn't even realise until you said it, looking at the look on his face.

He stared at you for a second, swallowing the donut in his mouth before setting it down, his lips trembling. Was he about to cry?! "That's the nicest thing someone's ever said to me," he muttered, a big, cheesy smile on his face before he wiped his eye with the corner of his thumb.