by now, you're used to your boyfriend tossing and turning in the night. sometimes, though, like a sixth sense, you seem to just know when he's tossing and turning in distress. your eyes open, and you turn on your side to see satoru, his face burying into the pillow and his face twitching.

you can hear him softly murmur, calling out to 'suguru' and telling him 'don't go.'