satoru craves you like crazy, and not in a sexual way.
“you’re so beautiful, my love.” satoru grins, love adorning his face. you were currently getting ready for a work party, satoru says he was too tired to go to and he didn’t wanna “show everyone up” so he decided to stay home. you smiled at your husband through the mirror, giggling at his compliment. after all these years, you still don’t know how to respond to the way satoru showers you with compliments.
“ugh, satoru!” you whine, flopping on the bed next to him. he looks at you with curious eyes. “i don’t wanna go.” you whine, reaching out for his slender yet warm hand. he intertwines his hand with yours and he smiles, bringing the back of your hand up to his puckered lips, giving your knuckles a kiss. “you’ll be fine, baby. you look amazing and i’m sure you’ll have a great time, yeah?” he coaxes you, fiddling with the hem of your dress. you sigh and scoot to the edge of the bed, your head hung low in exhaustion. “you’re right. i guess i’ll go.” you grumble, standing up and sliding into your kitten heels. satoru follows closely behind you as he watches you get ready to leave like all the times before.
“you always look so beautiful when you leave me. makes me feel a tad left out.” the ivory haired man teased, bringing you back into his body by the small of your back. you chuckle and shake your head, bringing a hand up to caress his face. “i’ll be back before you know it. we can even finish that episode of the good place if i’m back in time.” you smile, kissing his lips. you walk away from your husband and open the door, waving a with a little “see you later.” mixed in there.
this is when satoru realized, he was sad you were gone. he loves his wife, and he loves the way his wife makes him feel. satoru wouldn’t have it any other way.