Dating the strongest meant understanding his absence.

You knew better but you felt lonely. The weight of the jujutsu world sat heavy on his shoulders but the half empty bed or the solitary chair at the dining table was a painful reminder.

You knew better but your selfish side was starting to show. One fine evening, when Satoru arrived home, you were fueled by resentment. Your passive aggressive words had ignited a flame, resulting in an argument. The fight ended with you two sleeping in two separate rooms.

You knew better but you wanted him to feel the same emptiness. You continued sleeping in a separate room while Satoru couldn't even get a wink of sleep. Desperation crept into him as he found solace in the scent of you in your pillow.

You knew better - to not be petty. If had been four days since the argument and yet you were sleeping in the guest room. Satoru cautiously opened the door to your room as he watched you mindlessly tapping away on your phone.

"Sleeping here again, love?" He asked, holding a soft grip on your wrists as he slung your arms over his shoulders.

"Sorry. Just...come back. Please...?" He asked, burying his face in the crook of your neck as he placed a soft kiss on it.