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[It's a lovely evening. Souji cracks the window as the instant ramen seeps on the kitchen counter, letting in the night-air. There's still beer left in the fridge, and he goes to help himself as he waits. It's been an odd last few days—many significant things have happened all at once. Even someone as thick as him could notice that something's hanging in the air. From Kanji confessing to Naoto to Yosuke's blatant insecurities; and then there was his own slip-ups.

He doesn't take long to ponder it, as the timer pings and he heads over with wooden chopsticks to dig into his instant meal.
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Date: 2010-06-25 03:42 am (UTC)
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[The front door creaks open a few minutes later, and in sneaks Yosuke, cellphone clutched in one white-knuckled fist and eyes steady on the tops of his shoes. He's so out of it he doesn't even register that there's another set of shoes at the front step, turned so neatly towards the door (unlike Yosuke's, which will remain wherever he steps out of them). Sighing loudly he staggers his way towards the dim light of the kitchen, pulling his sweatshirt over his head.

That talk with Kanji was.... enlightening, if nothing else. Even after knowing him for nearly two years, Yosuke had to admit that the guy was still full of surprises. He'd expected anger, possibly tears or frustration - maybe even some scary hybrid of all three - but the beatific calm of his junior puts Yosuke utterly to shame. He'd managed to swallow all of his not inconsiderable fears and actually
confess to the person he liked, despite being certain he'd be shot down; while Yosuke.... what? Couldn't bear hearing how annoying he was from the person he liked, like he doesn't already know full well how obnoxious he can be, in front of total strangers no less? It was totally emasculating.

He's so immersed in shame and confusion that he doesn't even realize he's standing in the middle of the kitchen in his sock feet with a wadded up hoodie in his hands, staring directly at that very same person as they tried to eat cup-noodle in peace. He reacts at last - far too late to play it cool - by jumping back in place.
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wh- WHOA!! Souji!

You're..... here!

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