[That's..... a pretty tempting offer, actually, now that Yosuke considers it - too often he's being told off for his obnoxious bluntness, maybe some sweet-talking might be a nice change of pace - but then again, the look in Souji's eyes makes him wonder if his heart can handle it.]

Dude I-- ..... I already know you like me. I'm not blind. I just mean.....

[He makes a frustrated noise in the back of his throat - he's overthinking things! Again!! And if anything is bound to screw this up, it's sure as hell going to be Yosuke's insecurities. A glance back at Souji reveals him to be as cool and unflappable as Yosuke thought he'd be, simply taking the moment as it came to them. And Yosuke thinks: ah, hell with it.

And then he just stops thinking altogether.]

Okay, look.

[He slaps his hand down onto the table as if to say here, look right here.]

I know that sometimes, you sacrifice things for us because you care about us.... and you do, I mean hey, a peck on the lips is probably small potatoes compared to some of the other crap I've put you through!!

But if that was a "let's take pity on Yosuke and his big dumb gay crush" kiss, then... i-it ends here, okay? I mean it. That's not.... enough... for me....

[Towards the end of that sentence Yosuke's brain starts to come back from its impromptu coffee break, and as though realizing what has been made clear in its absence lowers the timbre of his voice down to an awkward mumble. Nevertheless it's out there, and Yosuke's staring up at Souji with his mouth in a grim, determined line, face flushed and eyes bright.]