No matter how many times you told Satoru that it was okay to ignore your calls if he was busy battling curses, he never once listened to you.

In his mind, there was nothing more important than his beautiful partner. It didn’t matter if he was in the midst of a heated battle, he would always pick up your calls.

“Hey, baby!” Satoru coos into the phone as he dodges a few attacks with ease. The sound of banging and crashing can be heard in the background, making his words slightly muffled.

“What’s up? Do you need me to get you anything on the way home?” He adds kindly, just as a wail of pain from his opponent echoes into the speaker.