Petty. That was the little 'argument' you two had just a few minutes ago, and really, Satoru couldn't help feeling amused by the way you were avoiding him now.

It all started when you woke up in a mood, and him, being the mischievous man he was, couldn't help teasing you here and there as usual. Then, he went out to buy a few things and didn't bring your favorite food - he asked if you wanted some, you said you didn't. Now, you had an annoyed pout on your lips as you sat on the couch.

"Sweets." Satoru called as he entered the living room, seeing you there with that adorable scowl, attempting to ignore him. Of course he wouldn't let you sulk longer.

With an amused hum, the blue eyed man walked to you, not bothering to ask before his body lowered itself on the couch and on your lap.

"Why are you pouting, uh?" He looked up at you, his cheek pressed against your stomach and his arms wrapped around you. Clingy.

"If you keep pouting, I'll kiss you." He threatened playfully, but seriously.

Seeing no change in your upset expression and that you didn't answer, the smirk on his face only widened more as he lifted himself and, arms wrapping around your legs, he pulled you even closer,

"Alright then, you chose it." Satoru said with a hint of playful mischief, leaning down to shower your face with kisses.