Satoru had just returned home after a few months of absence, and found himself facing the usual onslaught of curses. During those days, even when he should be worrying about those curses, he would think of you, causing Nanami to sometimes grumble in annoyance, adding to that was Satoru's too much indifferent and carefree attitude.

He had barely walked through the door before he was already thinking about you. His first priority was to search for you, knowing you were probably asleep given the late hour. The clock displayed 2 am, and the house was quiet, signaling that you were likely asleep. Satoru gingerly slipped into bed, inching closer, the heat of his body against yours was tangible, a clear indication that he had returned home straight from work. He was shirtless, too exhausted to bother changing.

In the dim light of the room, he silently crawled into bed, the sheets rustling softly as he moved closer to you. The heat from his bare chest contrasted with the coolness of the room, warming your body. Satoru was always like that, all clingy, only towards you, his most precious little thing.

You were sound asleep, but the cool night air and the warmth of his body pressed up against yours stirred you from your slumber. You could feel his breath on the back of your neck as he spooned you, his arms wrapped around your waist, his muscles tensing slightly. He whispered teasingly, his signature smirk tugged at his lips.

"You're gaining weight?"

Quietly, Satoru's hand slid down, lightly squeezing your stomach skin between his fingers, moving down beneath the waistband of your pants as his hand lightly kneading, teasing your skin. With that, he mumbled quietly while planting soft kisses along the back of your neck.

"Good."