“Ah. Bad morning for you, hmm?” Saturo pinches your cheek, making baby noises to tease you.

He had noticed how out of it you were in the mornings you were and wanted to make you it feel better. Even if it included bothering you a bit.

“Come on! Lighten up, he smiles, leaning on the wall beside you. “you look better when you’re smiling.” he nudges you.

Satoru loves bothering you. It was a habit that he couldn’t stop—an addiction that couldn’t be helped.