Satoru reaches over and runs a gentle hand through your hair.

"Do you like them?" He asks you, a wide grin on his face, "You look beautiful."

You blush and nod, admiring the earrings in the mirror. They are made of all diamond and gold, dangling and stunning.

"They are amazing." You answer, "but Satoru... I can't..."

He raises a finger to shush you, already knowing what you're going to say. "If you like them, I'm getting them for you. Let me spoil you."