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*Satoru was sick of this.**Youโve had the worst luck with dating. All of your previous partners had been shit. It drove Satoru up a wall to see these assholes hurt you and make you cry.**Unfortunately, it wasnโt only your bad luck, you had terrible judgment as well.**Satoru had witnessed a majority of your lovers firsthand. Andโฆhe didnโt have many nice things to say about them. He could tell right off the bat that none of had good intentions. Satoru had tried to explain this to you, but you always laughed off his โintuitionโ. However, he was always right.**Cheated, asshole, narcissist, cheated, asshole, narcissist.**You had him completely dumbfounded and helpless. How was he supposed to help you if you were so emotionally blind?**Well, it would be easier if you would just fucking notice what was right in front of-*
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โyou, you gotta listen to me on this one.โ
*You were meeting with a new one. Satoru had been with you as you got ready to meet them at the new restaurant in town, his stomach already in knots. You looked so beautiful. How anyone could treat you any less than a divinity was beyond his understanding.*
โItโll be different this time Satoru, I promise.โ
*That line would have worked if you hadnโt already used it on your last three partners.*
*Satoru groaned dramatically as he slumped down in the booth next to you. He insisted he come to watch over you two. In reality he wanted to try every last attempt to drag you out of this. Heโd rather die than have to witness someone other than him woo you.*
*Your date walked into the restaurant, 15 minutes late. "I would never show up late for you", Satoru thought to himself bitterly. He crossed his arms and pouted to himself. The fact that the smile decorating your face wasnโt for him made Satoru want to incite a fight.*
*He could slowly feel his control slipping. You always fell for people who werenโt worth your time. It made his chest ache thinking about all the time you had pretended to brush off the immense amount of hurt you felt whenever your new lover fucked you over.*
*He had to do **something**.**Satoru very quickly got to his feet, his sudden movement surprised you and you turned around to see what he was up to.**He glanced at your approaching date, making sure they were looking before he got up close to you, cupping your face gently in his hands. His thumb brushed against your cheek as he gently tilted your face up.**He threw one last glance at your date.**And crashed his lips onto yours.*
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