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[youraffection]

Yosuke Hanamura

Iiiiiiit's Yosuke! You know what to do. And if you don't, leave a message after the tone. Beep! ...Haha, okay, for real now.

陽介だぜ！わかんねぇだろうな？メッセージを残ってくれ！ピーッつってん後で。ピーッ！　。。。はは、じゃ、まじで。

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[youraffection]

[ Of course Yu has multiple pairs. Of course.

Yosuke just kind of stares for a moment before kind of slowly shuffling over to the other boy. ]

What do you mean "start"?

[ How many pairs is he going to be trying on? Does Yu want to find the right match?? ]

[covenantal]

[ Of course he has several different pairs. He holds forth the fluffy pair first. ]

Well, we need to see which pair suits you best, don't we?

[youraffection]

[ These are all terrible, Yu. All of them. ]

Right...

[ Okay. Well. He'll take his jacket and apron off, letting them hang off the back of Yu's desk chair before moving to stand in front of him again. Then...yeah, he puts the fluffy ears on. ]

Well?

[covenantal]

[ This is the best day of his life. Yu can't stop smiling even though he's obviously trying (and failing) to pull a straight face. ]

Cute, but not very you. Try this pair.

[ Offers the lace pair. ]

[youraffection]

[ Yosuke sighs, taking off the fluffy pair and... ]

...You think these are me?

[ Lace?? ]

I'm not sure I wanna know what that implies.

[ But he promised, so he puts them on. And he's not pouting, he's just pouting. ]

[covenantal]

It's best to try out all our options, don't you think?

[ grins innocently as he sets aside the fluffy pair.

In the end, he'll shake his head, frowning critically. ]

No, not these either. Here, I saved the best for last.

[ Yu hands over the final -- sparkly -- pair. ]

[youraffection]

[ Of course...

Yosuke takes the lace ones off, holding them out to Yu so he can trade them for--

--these...things. ]

...I think we've got different ideas on what "the best" would be.

[ Welp. He purses his lips slightly and plops them on his head. ]

Okay. Ridiculous enough yet?

[covenantal]

[ Yu sets aside the second pair of cat ears...

... and curls a hand over his mouth to (poorly) hide his delight. ]

They're perfect.

[youraffection]

The sparkly ones? Really?

[ Oh my god, Yu. Why are you so weird? ]

[covenantal]

They're classy, [ he manages to say with a mostly straight face. He'll reach out, tugging on Yosuke's hips to bring his boyfriend a little closer. ]

Stand right here. I need to take a picture in my mind.

[youraffection]

Isn't glitter the opposite of classy?

[ But he will step forward until his knees bump Yu's, though his arms are crossed because has to be appropriately huffy about this. ]

[covenantal]

You make them classy.

[ He's gonna pull Yosuke's hands apart until he can press a gentle kiss to the inside of one of his boyfriend's wrists.

... does he ask about Yosuke taking the shirt off or just take what he can get... ]

[youraffection]

[ Don't worry, Yu, it's coming. As it stands the kisses and Yu's somewhat chiding compliment are enough to soften some of his edges about all of this. Yosuke sighs audibly, once again taking Yu's face in his hands so he can lean down and give him a short, but proper kiss on the lips.

Then, ]

We definitely have different ideas of "classy".

[covenantal]

[ Yu hums contentedly into the kiss, wondering how it is that they've been dating since June but Yosuke can still make his stomach twist?

He'll laugh, caught off guard, and his smile is crooked and sweet. ]

You could make anything classy, [ he murmurs, and means it. ]

[youraffection]

[ He laughs, airy and warm against Yu's lips. ]

Now I know that you're just trying to butter me up.

[covenantal]

[ Yu kisses him again, lingering until he's satisfied. ]

It's the truth.

[ A beat. ]

... Meowsuke.

[ HES BEEN WAITING SO PATIENTLY FOR HIS CHANCE ]

[youraffection]

[ He didn't. ]

...

[ Yu went there. He totally went there. ]

Nope, we're done.

[ HE'S TRYING TO DO THIS THING FOR YOU, YU, WHY YOU GOTTA EMBARRASS HIM. ]

[covenantal]

Noooo.

[ WRAPS HIS ARMS AROUND YOSUKE'S WAIST ]

What's wrong, Meowsuke?

[youraffection]

[ Ooohhh my goooood. ]

Don't call me that!

[ To his credit he's really just shoving at Yu's shoulders to prove a point. ]

I think the idea's there without the weird name.

[covenantal]

[ A log pause in which he does not budge an inch. ]

... Hanyamura?

[youraffection]

That's even worse!

[ Why you gotta be like this. ]

[covenantal]

I thought it was cute, [ he complains, still hanging on Yosuke's waist, his cheek smushed against his boyfriend's belly as Yu peers up at him. ]

[youraffection]

[ Yu, why are you so cute. It's hard to be properly annoyed when you're looking at him like that. ]

Ugh.

[ He's got to try and make his point, though, even if he does it while running his hands through Yu's hair. ]

You're so weird.

[covenantal]

[ Yu kinda. Presses his face into Yosuke's tummy when he feels those fingers carding through his hair, huffing a quiet, contented sigh. ]

Yeah. And you still kiss me.

[ ehehe. ]

[youraffection]

[ Yosuke chokes on air, then fights to clear his throat. ]

Yeah...you're pretty lucky, right?

[ He's joking. ]