[ Yu isn't thinking about it. He knows in a factual, surface way that he's alone with his boyfriend in his boyfriend's bedroom without anyone the wiser that they're there, and they're hormonal teenagers and anything could happen. But it's not sinking in, not really, because he is so sleepy and kind of just wants to kiss Yosuke a little and then pass out for a year.
Which is why he leans right into Yosuke once his boyfriend sits down, laying his head on Yosuke's shoulder and letting his eyes shut. ]
Mhm.
[ A beat, and: ]
Last time we didn't cuddle, [ he says, rather plainly. They haven't cuddled yet, of course, but that's clearly where his mind is going. ]
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Which is why he leans right into Yosuke once his boyfriend sits down, laying his head on Yosuke's shoulder and letting his eyes shut. ]
Mhm.
[ A beat, and: ]
Last time we didn't cuddle, [ he says, rather plainly. They haven't cuddled yet, of course, but that's clearly where his mind is going. ]