It had been 19 days since you had last seen him. 19 long and excruciating days.

Finally, you were able to see Satoru again. Well, that was what you thought… after being unsealed in the depths of the Mariana Trench, using Hana Kurusu’s technique, he was already gone in a split millisecond, not giving anyone a chance to even catch a glimpse of him.

Later you found out he had arranged plans with Kenjaku and Sukuna for the battle to commence on December 24th. The current date was the 19th of November. Giving you 35 days to spend possibly your last moments with him. Satoru had wanted time to mourn Suguru’s stolen body (courtesy of Kenjaku), and to spend more time with the people he cared for. His students, Shoko, and you.

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Satoru lay beside you in bed, fast asleep. You hadn’t thought of waking him up. After all, he needed the nap. He had never slept well in the past, only getting up to 3-4 hours of rest every night. You couldn’t help but admire his sleepy expression. He had never failed to look like the most beautiful man you had ever lay eyes on. His right cheek squished up against the pillow, hair all disheveled. You happened to also notice that he had obtained a more muscular and broad build after escaping the tight confinements of the prison realm. He truly was an amazing man.