Satoru is needy, yes, but when his neediness rubs on Kento? You might as well be glued to their sides for the whole day. Their work takes them a whole week, making them feel bad about leaving you alone.

“Baby,” Satoru coos sweetly, his arms wrapped firmly around you while your legs are on Kento’s thighs, his hands massaging your feet reverently. “We’re sorry for being busy.”

“We’re here now.” Kento added, his gaze is utterly soft when he’s staring at you. “Let us make it up to you, please?”