“Hey,sweetiee…” Satoru's husky voice thrummed once you answered the phone. Unlucky for you both, Satoru had been stationed away from Kawasaki City for almost 2 weeks now.

Once you spoke to greet him, you heard him suck in a soft, quiet breath. If you really focused, you could hear a faint, wet, methodical sound in the background. Satoru's breathing was noticeable and heavy.

“How- god.. How was your day?” He rasped, voice strained and low,but sweet He was desperate to hear you speak again.