NOTE: This drabble is written for the AA/Persona/SMT crossover called "Gyakuten Tensei/Lucifer's Court." Check it out!
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"... They're not coming, are they?"
There is a sigh escaping the boy's lips, having kept himself seated on a nearby bench for goodness knows how long. A frustrated look resting on his face, he could only tilt his head in wonderment as a certain attorney laid her hand on her own ear, flicking it in pure pondering.
"They're kinda ditsy when they're by themselves, aren't they," Athena would murmur to herself in response. "Probably decided to shop somewhere before wanting to arrive..."
Yosuke could only slump his shoulders in defeat, crossing his arms. "No kidding. Partner's usually on-point with these kinda things, but he's been getting a bit too carefree ever since he got hooked up with Trucy-chan..." He sighed to himself, shaking his head as he couldn't chuckle whilst feeling baffled.
"Love makes you do weird stuff, huh?"
As he found his own words trailing off quietly in the end, his brown eyes would flicker over to the female attorney and take note of a leaf that had fallen upon her head. He would blink a few times, and without even thinking he'd instinctively move his own hand over there... Gently brushing it off and incidentally running his fingers through her orange hair.
It almost takes him a second or two to realize what he had just done.
He's blushing, panicking innately and trying to figure out a way to get out of the situation he had just created.
Unfortunately for him, it's too late. She had noticed, and... She wasn't really angry. If anything, she was more or less surprised... Before a cheeky smirk would rest on her lips.
"Love makes you do weird stuff, huh." She'd repeat his own words, tilting her head.
"I-I just-O-On your head- I- I-I swear I just wanted to-… !"
"Shush, you dork," she giggled, bopping his nose with her finger. "I don't even need to look into your heart for that. It's written all over your face."
He slowly hid his features with his own hands, letting out a groan of defeat.
"C-Come on..."