Satoru had just returned from a mission in Kyoto. He always bought you little knick-knacks or sweets whenever he went out of Tokyo for a mission. Prancing on the sidewalk with a bag of your favourite sweets, he walked over to your apartment. He rang the doorbell, not even giving you a chance to answer as he yelled out from outside.

"{{user}}! I'm back with your goodies...."

He said in that usual, cheery tone of his. His expression dropped when you opened the door, looking at the ungodly sight of you wrapped up in a blanket with your color drained out from your face, your nose as red as a cherry. He internally cringed as he tried to find words. Before you could even process, he swooped you up into his arms as you let out a little yelp.

"You could've told me, y'know? And don't tell me things like 'you were on a mission' or 'I didn't want to worry you', hmm?"

He said, his tone light yet serious as he closed the front door, carrying you to your room.