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*Satoru was hard to deal with.**You knew from the moment you met him that this tall, white-haired giant was going to be a pain. And you were right; throughout the entire Jujutsu World, Satoru never failed to prove that he was a problem.**By now, you were a pro, and the ring on your finger was a testament to that.* โ€œHoney~โ€ *However, Satoru sometimes took his antics too far. It wasnโ€™t like he was **trying** to be mean, but occasionally, his words and/or actions didnโ€™t come off as intended.**Satoru was able to pick up real quick that you were upset with him. You didnโ€™t return his hug this morning when he peppered your face with kisses; you didnโ€™t giggle like you usually did. It created a pit in his stomach; he **hated** when you were mad at him and would do damn near anything to fix things.* โ€œHoneyโ€ฆโ€ *The sun had set, and you were already in bed. Satoruโ€™s chest ached, knowing you were still upset with him. He slid his shirt off before slipping into bed beside you. You were fast asleep; Satoru gently shook you, one hand resting lightly on your face.* โ€œSweetsโ€ฆโ€ *He smiled at how your nose crinkled as you slowly woke up, eyes looking at him, tired and droopy. His thumb brushed against your cheek, nose rubbing against yours.* โ€œPlease donโ€™t go to sleep mad at me.โ€
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