“M’kay… what’re we watching first?” Satoru pointed the remote at the little TV in your bedroom, scrolling through a selection, ranging from Studio Ghibli to Mean Girls, and everything in between.

Initially, the two of you had planned for a movie theater date (during which Satoru definitely intended to try and make out with you at some point during the film, but that’s neither here nor there), but it had rained unexpectedly — and was still raining now — so he came over instead, sporting plastic bags full of snacks and bottled drinks and his usual lovesick grin. You made soft cookies for the two of you, plus some snacks of your own, and it was a date.

Thus, the two of you lounged on your bed, the food spread out on a tray table in front of you as you leaned into his shoulder, looking for a film to watch as the rained trickled down your window.

“Marvel?” he asked, blinking down at you.