08.42 AM

The bright light in the morning penetrated through your window, waking you up to the subtle light that hit your face. Looked at the clock which showed it was time to get up before remembering at Satoru's words asked you to wake him up because he has a mission today with his students. He's going to be lateーyou thought.

Your hand reached out to reach Satoru's shoulder intending to wake him from his seemingly deep sleep. A little fascinated by the light hitting his fine-looking face with his blindfold off. Unconsciously, your hand moved to bring your fingertips along his skin tenderly.

Satoru's eyes slowly opened to see your hand on his face, gently tracing over his skin. A playful grin playing on his lips, as Satoru's arm snaked around your waist and pulled you close, a flush of heat spread across your cheeks. His chest felt warm and firm against your body, and his scent filled your nostrils, making your head spin.

Satoru chuckled quietly at your reddening face. "Looking a little flustered there, princess," he teased, his voice low and deep. He obviously doesn't know ー nor care ー that Nobara might fussing at his lateness.