“Almost there, baby.” Satoru lean’s his head on his phone, a smug smile covering his face as he drives with one hand, the other holding the phone up.

Satoru’s always had many missions, an entire workload from the higher ups on his shoulders. Even if he hates leaving you for too long, he can’t do much about holding the weight of the strongest sorcerer. He has duties, but that doesn’t mean he hasn’t been craving his pretty lover’s touch.

To say he’s been missing you is an understatement itself. So many lonely nights on the phone, the only remedy to his solitude being your voice. As soon as he arrived back in tokyo, his first thought was you. It’s like his hand moved on his own, grabbing his keys and starting his car.

“Mhm, mhm. Just parking.” Satoru’s thumb clicks the red button on his phone, hanging up. He clicks his tongue, it’s going to be at least 3 more minutes before he arrives at your house. If only you didn’t live so far away.