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[ BITCH YOU ARE NOW A PART OF HIS ISSUES IS THE THING. ]

Bonds, yeah. Makes sense. Like... Izanami gave the power to both Yu and Adachi, but Yu still managed to make a connection with him while we were running in circles trying to pin the guy. It's why the idiot went to confront him alone in the TV world.
All of the girls like him, and even Kanji and Teddie get annoying about wanting his attention. So it's like... why me, right? Why did he pick me to be his best friend? And why am I the idiot who decided it was more than that?
That's how it feels for you too, right?

[ he stops writing to let that hang, even if he's tucking his face a little further into Ryuji's shoulder again. ]

It shouldn't be complicated but somehow it's like... a lot. It's a lot of questions and not knowing what to even do with it. But at the same time maybe he does feel the same for you. You won't know if you don't ask. And if it's not the same, he'll still be there for you.
Or that's what everybody keeps telling me.

[LOOK HERE. Look, shut up.

Thanks for letting the stuff he already knows and understands, but doesn't wanna admit hang. There's no sting about it getting pointed out, only a resounding reverberation, like a gong, somewhere deep inside him.]

Yeah, [he admits, finding it funny, finding it painful to know someone out there understands him so perfectly, and yet...] That's how it feels for me.

[Who better to be with Akira than someone else? Okay, well, he doesn't think Akechi is good enough for Akira, but whatever. That is a personal bias and opinion. Anyone else, though, would be way better than him.]

It sucks admittin' you're mid at best. But I don't think you're mid, or nothin'. I think Yu would be lucky.

[Surely Yosuke doesn't fail classes. And, look, Yosuke has style, Yosuke has musical talent, empathy. They're still different in some ways.]

I know. [About the last part.] He would be.

[ this time he doesn't write back. there's a noise of acknowledgement that's maybe like a thank you, but it's debatable if he agrees. yu has had to walk him through his own anxiety and depression way too many times and his own fears are that it'll always kind of be this way the more clingy he becomes. yes, fine, he can outgrow those things, but also... it's difficult to conceptualize when you've spent this long being jealous and proud of someone all at once.

so what this means is maybe he's tapped out on the subject, or he's just trying to think of what to say. instead of responding, his fingers come up and seem to be loosely bunching up in ryuji's shirt. you know what, it's your turn to talk for a bit, he's trying to think. ]

[Everything is WAY too silent, but that's fine. He will endure the awkwardness rather than force conversation onto Yosuke, the boy who can't even verbalize right now. In the end, it just makes him remember how he could have definitely picked a better time for all of this.

He reaches up and wraps his hand around Yosuke's, not to pull it away, but to just hold it while it clutches his shirt.

He'd like to kiss Yosuke again, right now, if he's honest... something about it simply calls to him, but this, logically, seems really damn weird right now. Can he be normal for two minutes, please?]

I'm not tryin' to come between you and Yu.

[Why the hell did he say that as if he was trying to hook up with Yosuke? HE JUST MEANS HE DIDN'T WANT TO COMPLICATE THINGS FOR YOSUKE. Damn, he can't carry a conversation for shit, can he?]

I meant, like, uh, with the practice, or whatever. You gotta do what you wanna do 'cause of how you feel.

[ wow. actually. he is just now realizing how eerily quiet it is without his ability to yap and that's spooky. he allows the handhold though and he looks down at both of them, a pensive little look on his face as he thinks this through.

ryuji had asked what they were and despite writing a whole five paragraph essay about it, yosuke still doesn't have an actual answer. it takes another long moment before he moves to write again. ]

I know you're not. I think I'm already getting in between me and Yu anyway.
... I like him. I know that. I don't know when I'll tell him, or even if I will at all. My focus right now is getting him home.
But I liked what we were doing before I left last time. I only left because I didn't know what to do about it.

[SEE? See? Equally as annoying how much he misses Yosuke's familiar yapping. Stop taking the voice. Now he has to do even MORE talking.

He waits patiently to read what Yosuke writes, but then ducks his head down to bury it somewhere against Yosuke with a sigh. He understands that, too. Getting them home is more important than whatever bizarre line-straddling feelings they've got.

Problems for later deuteragonists.]

S'fine. Me either, so, like... I didn't stop you. Thought you needed some time, or somethin'. [He realizes he didn't say anything about how it was. Fuck.] Uh, I di-didn't hate it or anything! I... liked it, too.

[ problems for later deuteragonists... ]

A week, Ryuji.

[ as in YOU GAVE HIM PLENTY OF TIME TO WHERE HE STARTED TO THINK MAYBE IT WAS BAD. but he clarifies not long after that, and it means he puts down the pen again for a second to debate what he's doing.

what he ends up deciding is to turn his head and kiss him again briefly, pulling back with a questioning look as if unsure if that still applies. ]

[DON'T A WEEK HIMMMMM!!]

I-I was just givin' you time, dude! And things--

[Oh. This completely short circuits whatever the fuck he had been talking about. His cheeks flush. He looks surprised, but not displeased. A few seconds of searching Yosuke's own searching look. He realizes it's fine. That Yosuke didn't do it to tease him.

His smile is small and lopsided. After a moment, he leans forward to kiss Yosuke in return. It's timid, but he doesn't really pull away. A kiss and a pause to see if Yosuke changes his mind.]

[ this icon's cracking me up.

anyway yosuke apparently doesn't care right this second, ryuji can explain in a bit. as it is though, he does seem to be patiently waiting. it's not to tease him, it's mostly just because he wanted to.

is he equally surprised that ryuji reciprocates? yeah, because they're the same brand of stupid. timid though it may be, he's settling for scooting forward to press further into ryuji before tilting his head up to close the gap again. he doesn't really feel like changing his mind. as it turns out, he feels like kissing him and even if he isn't sure what it all means still, he does know they both seem open to it.

so, like, why deny that? ]

[the way i have not a single blushing but serious or soft icon, only these idiotic ones

For some stupid reason, he was under the assumption Yosuke probably wouldn't want to hang out with him again much less kiss him again. Edamura tried reassuring his worry, but he didn't know if Yosuke had the, "Well, I can't ever look that guy in the face again" mentality. Which? Fair.

Yet here they are, trying it once again. Funnily enough, he's more confident this time, and so the kissing isn't as awkward and uncertain as it had been before. He's accepted he enjoys it, and he's accepted he wants it, and that alone makes his execution better.

The conflicting parts he is electing to ignore in the moment are: Do they continue simply making out until the end--will they say goodbye, and that's that?--and does this change anything for Yosuke about Yu? Maybe not. They will say goodbye at the last of it, and Yosuke will go back to the Japan of 2012 and hopefully take a chance on Yu.

His arm snakes around Yosuke's side, and the two of them fit together at the front like puzzle pieces. He's slow this time too, switching from tasting into Yosuke's mouth to simply kissing Yosuke's lips, or nipping at the bottom one.]

[ they can be idiots that is also fine. unfortunately i have too many blushy and soft icons.

ryuji you are an idiot. why would you assume this!! never mind that yosuke is the one who left, very funny they got the same advice and now here they are.

ryuji can be more confident this time and yosuke will allow himself to relinquish control a little, letting his lips part for ryuji to kiss him how he wants. as it turns out, it's much more pleasant to do this when both parties want this and are willing to indulge each other.

he's not thinking about the challenges that'll come. he's not thinking about the part where he's still pretty into someone else, or the part where they likely only have a few more weeks together, or the part where yosuke will go back to 2012 and ryuji 2017 and that'll be it. they may never actually cross paths ever again. but does that matter right now? maybe not.

he leans into the touch, leg moving to lock his ankle around ryuji's to pull him closer. he tilts his head to allow ryuji's tongue to taste and lips to glide over his. there's a pleased, curious noise when the teeth appear and the longer this goes the more he gives as much as he takes. it also means he gets a little ahead of himself as his free hand shifts to carefully push his fingers up under the hem of ryuji's shirt. you know. for curiosity's sake. maybe they should chill again. ]

[Oh. Yosuke just does what Ryuji had considered, but then thought it would make Yosuke pull away. Well, okay!! He isn't complaining!!

They truly are the same person.

It's easy for that simple thing to wrench a surprised hum out of his throat, a noise offered right into Yosuke's mouth. Desperate, he arches along with the hand, chasing it as expected of him. His own doesn't skirt under Yosuke's yet, but it does bunch a fistful at the hem.

At least they will have so much practice when they go back to 2012 and 2017 and never meet again. Actually, Ryuji would probably look for Yosuke if he survives the hostile A.I. take over.]

[ this is why he's the toppier bottom, thanks for playing. but since ryuji's not complaining, yosuke's going forward with it, palm resting flat on ryuji's stomach and fingers splayed a little just to get used to touch. there's a sigh when he feels the fabric tighten a bit in ryuji's grip, ending on a curious note to see how far he's going to push it.

this isn't even a good time when yosuke can't fucking talk, but it's a very nice distraction. please stop talking about the hostile a.i. takeover, did you know i found that i bought strikers at some point. when did i do this. anyway. he does wonder if maybe it'd be weird to try and find ryuji later when he'd be probably about twenty-three, and then he thinks of tobari asking him if he's into younger men because of the time difference, except ryuji's older than him right now?

so what happens is a stray thought of "good" because it doesn't matter right now! apparently! ]

[Merry after meeces cheesed, it's 2AM. YOU BOUGHT STRIKERS.

Good? Good? The only thing Ryuji thinks this is about is what's happening right now. Idiot.

It doesn't help the confident arousal sliding in with the way his stomach tightens under the exploring hand, or the way he throws every fuck of precaution to the wind by dipping his own hand under Yosuke's shirt, feeling up the other boy's back.

Any apprehension he has sort of sighs out of sight. Who cares if they make out every so often from now until they complete their little mission? (lust sin behavior)

But it's true. Just him and Yosuke, and turning their brains off for pleasure, kissing, and him skirting the line between going as far as he can with Yosuke until he is stopped.]

[ you better be asleep also it was A WHILE AGO, apparently.

anyway that's probably what the "good" was about, because what's happening right now does feel pretty nice as far as yosuke's concerned. a hand on his back brushing over his skin means he arches his spine a little into the touch.

ryuji might be the one aligned with lust, but that doesn't mean yosuke's not just as into it. he's still a little drained, but he manages to pull a little strength back to push ryuji onto his back and shift to climb on top of him. he settles to lay across him, changing the angle of the kiss and knocking his notebook out of the way.

please. someone. a braincell. it may be yosuke sooner or later, but for now he has no reason to stop while both hands skim up under ryuji's shirt to ghost over his sides and stomach while he bites at his mouth again before letting his tongue dip back in. not sure why either of them think ryuji's going to be asked to stop right now, they're the same brand of horny idiot.

granted, given the way he shudders under ryuji's hands he might be getting close to his limit sooner than he thinks, but this is still better than he anticipated for exploring with a guy right now. ]

[STOP I WAS

Why is he so surprised when Yosuke rolls him over and climbs aboard? There isn't a single braincell here!! Yosuke settles on him, and all he can do is accept that.

The hands pull a low groan out of him, muffled by Yosuke's mouth. For someone who has never had this level of intimacy, it is driving him absolutely insane. His own hands are quick to roam Yosuke's back, but then he, for a second, realizes he might be too rough, so he then slows into something more careful. The kneading of his fingers is gentle.

He pulls back, but not to look at Yosuke or even stop. He nudges his face under Yosuke's jaw and runs his mouth over the skin there, kisses down the neck a little, experimentally biting, though not bad enough to leave any sort of bruise.]

[ why is he so surprised? he shouldn't be. he should not be surprised by yosuke deciding this is what they're doing for now, given the low sigh in response to that groan. they've both likely daydreamed about hooking up with a hot girl and doing something like this, but it's shockingly a little easier to just envision it with a guy, too. if he thinks too hard his brain will stall a little, but for now he takes the groan as encouragement and continues as he's been doing.

there's a little bit of a ?! kind of though when ryuji's hands are up on his back, but he finds himself growing a little boneless under the kneading. careful's good. careful's fine and comfortable, even if there's a tiny disappointed whine when ryuji pulls back. hey. hey??

he tilts his head back too easily though, a little more intrigued by what ryuji thinks he's doing. the pressure to his neck is new, but it's not a bad thing. this time the sound is a soft, surprised groan of his own before tilting his head to give ryuji more room. okay, good to know his neck's a little sensitive. his fingers grip a little onto ryuji's hip when he bites, but more out of a reflex from something feeling good and not knowing what to do with his energy and less because he doesn't like it.

he thinks he should say something, and his eyes glance over to the abandoned notebook again before he just shuts them instead. in a minute... not having a voice is inconvenient, but he's fine with not talking for a second. ]

[THEY DIDN'T TALK FOR ANOTHER WEEK!!! It's fine.

Luckily, Ryuji is about as inclined to jump straight into something more as Yosuke. So he resigns himself to using his hands to feel what skin of Yosuke he can--the lower back, the sides (gently), the spin to the shoulder blades. He presses down a bit, bringing Yosuke closure so he can keep worrying Yosuke's neck for a bit. He kinda likes the sounds it gets Yosuke to make.

Then he leans back and glances up with his flushed face, giving Yosuke a moment, he guesses, to decide if he wants to still continue to make out after having his neck attacked. There isn't a single universe would he wouldn't be willing to keep making out himself. Simple brain receive simple pleasures.

Words are probably not even needed here. There's a wordless communication in these moments, and so Ryuji actually doesn't say anything for once.]

[ to be fair yosuke didn't have his voice until like tuesday or wednesday, it's fine!! just give me pardi threads.

for now though, he's far too pleased with the hands roaming over him wherever ryuji can reach and equally pleased with the lips and teeth over his neck. sounds are about the only thing he can offer in the moment, and it means every brush against his neck draws out another sigh or groan while he melts further over him.

ryuji pulls back then though and both of them are left staring at each other. words really aren't needed, though yosuke ignores the way he's just as flushed and raises an eyebrow as if to say "why did you stop?" we don't need to talk about the part where he's maybe a little hard. we also don't need to talk about the part where he's nudging against ryuji's jaw to get him to keep going. simple brain, simple pleasures. he's too tired to really think of much else, but this is comforting and easy and it feels nice. he's fine to continue or take a break and stay close. he's not moving, thanks. ]

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