bf!satoru when you call him your husband
satoru loved teasing you. it was something he enjoyed doing the most. whether it was stealing food from your plate, poking your cheek nonstop, when you tried to focus, or saying the most ridiculous things in public just to watch you get red from embarrassment.
he lived for your reactions. and tonight was no different.
"you know," satoru started, resting his chin in his hand, "i think the waitress likes me."
you didn't even look up from the menu.
"i'm serious." he pouts childishly.
"she smiled at me." he says, grinning.
"she's a waitress, satoru. that's her job." you say, getting kind of irritated at his words.
he clicked his tongue. "wow. someone's jealous."
finally, you looked up. "satoru."
his grin widened. there it is. the reaction he wanted. a few minutes later, the waitress approached your table.
"are you ready to order?" she asks and smiles at you, then satoru.
you nodded and told her your order. then the waitress turned to satoru. before he could say anything, you casually looked over and said-
"my husband will have the same."
satoru choked on the water he was drinking. the waitress nodded and walked away.
satoru didn't move. he simply stared at you. his ears turning red, and his cheeks even redder. his smile, usually so effortless, twitched into something much softer.
you tried to hide your own smile. "you okay, toru?"
"you-..," the words died in his throat but he spoke anyway, "you can't just call me that and expect me to be okay."
you grin at that. "thought you liked getting reactions out of me."
he lets out a quiet groan, dropping his head back. "i deserved that..."
you hum. "you've been teasing me and whatnot nonstop lately." you say, defending yourself.
he looks away. "i know.." he says, ashamed.
"telling me the waitress likes you?"
he looks guilty, a frown showing up on his pretty face.
"it's only fair for me to tease you a bit too."
"by calling me your husband?"
"...a little too well." he looks at you. "i'm sorry, i didn't mean to keep pushing."
"it's okay, just maybe only focus on teasing, not making me jealous." you say, taking his hand in yours.
"whatever you say, wife."
a/n: sorry this is so bad... i freaking love him tho
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