[ honestly... yosuke's pretty content to just sit there and space out and pretend that none of this is happening. it might be uncomfortable to be kneeling on the floor with your neck bent awkwardly so that your head didn't bang against the underside of the table, but it's even more uncomfortable to remember the reason they're down there to begin with.
he clears his throat, shifts around, and chews on his lower lip. a moment passes. he eyes what he thinks is souji's face, and lowers them to what he thinks is souji's mouth, and instantly wants to die again. his neck, his face, and his ears all feel like they're on fire. maybe he IS on fire and he actually gets to die? sweet salvation?? ]
Dude, I don't think anything could make me ready for this...
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he clears his throat, shifts around, and chews on his lower lip. a moment passes. he eyes what he thinks is souji's face, and lowers them to what he thinks is souji's mouth, and instantly wants to die again. his neck, his face, and his ears all feel like they're on fire. maybe he IS on fire and he actually gets to die? sweet salvation?? ]
Dude, I don't think anything could make me ready for this...