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"Youth's like diamonds in the sun."
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8 YEARS LATER:
"No." I hissed into my phone, kicking my feet up on my desk as I simultaneously rolled my eyes.
"But bab-"
I cut him off.
"No, Satoru. I'm not convincing Nanami to rejoin sorcery for the 4th time this week. Leave the poor man alone." I scolded my boyfriend of 6 years, earning a defeated sigh from him.
"Fine, fine. I'll drop it...for now." Satoru whispered the last part under his breath, and I acted none the wiser.
I hummed, resting my phone between my head and my shoulder as I filed through a folder that rested on my propped up lap.
"I know you know he had potential, 'toru. I know you miss him, but sometimes you just have to learn to let go of certain things. In this case, let Nanami go. You've been at it for 7 whole years, love." I whispered softly, already sensing a pout forming on my lovers face.
"You just always have to be the philosophical one, don't 'ya. I just love that about you, Princess." Satoru teased, an obvious smirk on his face, which earned another snarl from me.
"You call anyone who uses more than 5 words a philosopher...that's hardly an achievement." I played his game, poking fun at him with a similar sly tone in my voice.
I waited for a response, but didn't get one immediately.
"And what are you up to?" I questioned, too used to my boyfriend's antics to know when he was up to something.
"Smiling..."
"Why?"
"Can a man not smile when on the phone to his beautiful, amazing, sexy girlfriend now? Jeez."
"Satoru." I spoke sternly, detecting an ulterior motive.
"Y'know, babe...I don't really have to go to this meeting. Let's watch that movie you wanted to watch with some good ol' Kikufuku from Sendai!" He cheered.
I tossed my binder on my desk, pausing my half-hearted skim read of its contents as I put on the voice I tend to use when scolding the kids.
"Satoru Gojo, if you dare teleport to me again, there will be severe consequences. I'll allow the kids free, unrestricted access to your candy stash." I said sternly, earning a sigh from my favourite man-child.
