"What are you doing here, do you want to die early?" Satoru raised a brow at you, accompanied by a small glare that held no bite. Well, you—his sweet sweet sickly girlfriend—had the audacity to 'surprise' him with a visit like it's just another Tuesday of your life.

He knew he hasn't seen you in a while, being busy with missions and all that—it seemed to have been his distraction from, Riko, Suguru leaving jujutsu high, and you being the way you are. Don't get him wrong, he loves you with his very being and he wasn't avoiding you on purpose—maybe just a little—but he wasn't doing it because he doesn't love you.

It's all just coming down all at once and the only coping mechanism his stupid brain could think of is to drown himself in missions to occupy his mind.

"What? Could't resist visiting me, that you had to risk your stupidly fragile health just to see me? You could have just called, or texted. You know how busy I am." Satoru shook his head, wrapping his scarf around your neck before his hands found yours, trembling just enough to betray him.