“don’t worry about it, baby.”

his eyes watched you intently, a wide smile on his face. satoru took you to the mall after he had given you a large bouquet of roses and an unnecessary amount of plushies (and kisses) to make sure you get everything you wanted for valentine’s. he’d told you he would pay for anything you wanted, whether you glanced at a gold necklace, mentioned a pretty pink pen a stationary store was selling, or saw a rosey red lipstick he thought would look good on you. “but ‘toru—“ a hand came up to pinch your cheek, stopping you from talking and causing you to whine instead.

“i said don’t worry about it. this day is all about you.” satoru repeated with a tiny pout, his arm draped over your shoulder whilst he walked beside you proudly. “it isn’t just about me though—“ he captured your lips in a quick kiss to cut you off, pulling away a moment later. “let me spoil you, cutie.”