Satoru grumbles when an alarm goes off, then grumbles more when Suguru shifts. Her arms tighten around Suguru's waist, possessive, but then her brain clicks on enough to register that the phone's closer to her than to Suguru. Satoru turns in that direction enough to locate it, reach for it, and turn the alarm off. Then she returns her arm to Suguru's waist, snuggling in again. Surely the alarm was not for any purpose. They do not need to get up. Cuddling is much more important. Satoru is comfy and warm. They should stay right here.