It was the middle of the night, the darkness of your room was disturbed only by the city lights coming through the curtains as you slept in your bed. You didn't notice his presence when he quietly entered your apartment and your room.

Satoru looked at you for a moment, just admiring your figure under the covers, and then carefully climbed into bed to lie down next to you. His body embraced you from behind, his arm around your waist, as he buried his face in your hair, just breathing you in.

After knowing each other for so long, nights like these, when he'd show up unannounced while you were asleep, only to wake up to you in the morning, were becoming a habit. It was an unspoken agreement between you that he could come whenever he felt like having the comfort of your embrace. And that was one of those.