satoru comes home frustrated and all he needs is his girlfriend.
satoru was already having the worst day imaginable.
he woke up late, spilled coffee on his shirt before the clock even went past twelve in the morning. his phone wouldnβt stop ringing, and by the time he finally got done with work, he was convinced the universe wanted to make him miserable.
all he wanted was to go home. all he wanted was you.
he unlocks the front door to the apartment with a sigh, already preparing himself to complain dramatically in the satoru way, the moment he sees you.
βgod-..baby youβre not gonna bel-β the words die in his throat as he stops in his tracks. there you were. curled on the coach, in his shirt, looking so beautiful and comfortable.
his chest tightened and he felt relieved. his expression softens as he closes the door behind him. shrugging off his coat, hanging it, quickly taking off his shoes as well.
you look up at him the moment he starts walking towards you. βtoru! baby youβre home.β you smile opening your arms for him to hug.
he leans down immediately, falling in between your legs, his hands tightening around you, like heβs afraid youβll disappear if he lets go.
βtoru?β you laugh softly, wrapping your arms around him more comfortably.
βdonβt what?β you ask confused, with a soft smile on your face.
you giggle. βim just sitting here.β
he pouts like a child. βexactly.β his grip tightens. βthatβs the problem.β
you smile and run your fingers through his soft white locks. itβs much softer than it looks. he practically melts in your embrace. βbad day?β you ask quietly.
βthe worst.β he lifts his head to look at you. βspilled my coffee,β he frowns, βalmost drove into a curb.β he furrows his brows at you when he sees you fighting back a smile. βis my suffering funny to you, hm?β
you finally laugh. βsorry, baby.β
βunbelievable.β he shakes his head dramatically and feigns offence. βi come home traumatized, hoping for support and comfortβ¦ and this is what i get?β
you giggle, βtraumatized?β
he groans. βnobody takes me seriously.β despite his complaining, his arms tighten around your waist. you feel him relax a little more the longer he stays in your arms.
you smile softly and continue playing with his hair. almost immediately his eyes flutter shut. βthere he is.β you mumble.
you smile, brushing a few strands of his beautiful white hair away from his eyes. βmy satoru.β
he peeks one eye open. βyour satoru?β
you nod. βmhm. all mine.β
a sleep smile tugs at his lips. βi like the sound of that.β for once, he isnβt being dramatic. or teasing. he just looks at you with that soft expression he saves for nobody but you. his hand finds yous, intertwining your fingers together.
βtoday sucked.β he admits quietly.
βi know, baby.β you lean down and press a kiss on his head.
βcoming home to you fixes all my problems. i love you.β he says it so sincerely that your heart breaks.
you melt instantly. βi love you too, my baby.β
βdonβt go anywhere.β
you smile. βwasnβt planning to.β
βgood.β he sighs and closes his eyes again, laying against you ever so comfortably. and within the minutes, the frustration the day gave him, is completely forgotten. replaced by the comfort of your arms around him, your body against his.
ugh i tried my best guys pls I hope u like this :)