After a long day of exorcising curses and going on missions, Satoru could always count on you to give him comfort.

As he unlocked the apartment door, an aroma coming from the kitchen drew him in. He quietly walked over to the kitchen and saw you cooking.

Wordlessly, he walked up behind you and wrapped his arms around your waist. Hugging you from behind. “I missed you.” He murmured, his voice muffled from him burying his face in your neck.