First smut-ish fanfic for Yu/Souji x Yosuke, so be nice c; please review!
Yosuke ran his fingers through his wind-swept hair. The air surrounding him was cool, as it had been for most of the month, and the flowers were starting to sprout already. It was kind of cute, he thought. Just like Yu, who was bent over in front of him (no, not in that way!) and placing down some cardboard boxes.
Both the boys were dressed in Junes uniforms, as Yosuke's father had demanded Yosuke to help bring in new stock for their family supermarket that morning. Although he eventually agreed, after about an hour or so of arguing, he had pleaded with Yu to come with him. He tried to tell himself that it was just because he didn't want to do it by himself, or that he was just a lazy ass, but in reality; it was because he wanted to see Yu again. And he didn't want to seem like a loner, too.
He wiped the non-existant sweat caused by the early morning 'work' off his brow with his sleeve, and put his hands on his hips.
"God man, this is hard work." Yu turned around to look at him, a playful smirk building up on his perfect face. Yosuke blushed.
"Yosuke, you've hardly done anything." He laughed softly, getting up slowly to grab another box. "I've done most of the work, and I'm not even the one that works here normally!"
Yosuke ran a hand through his hair again in discomfort.
"Yeah, well...shutup." He walked over to the van to grab a box, mirroring Yu's actions.
"So, er...how's Nanako?" He asked shyly. There wasn't really anything to talk about, and he hadn't seen Nana-chan in a while. Nana-chan. Oh god. He'd picked that up from Teddie, the stupid bear.
As he walked over to place the box on a growing pyramid-shaped-thing of them, he peeked over at Yu.
His grey fringe flopped over his forehead, almost reaching his eye, like it always did, although this time when Yosuke looked, he was mesmerized. The sun that glinted slightly off the reflection in one of the shop's windows fell on Yu's face, and it shined off his hair, almost making it sparkle. His eyes did sparkle though, those perfect, oval shaped bluey-grey eyes. Yosuke could never properly define what colour they were, despite him gazing into them all the time.
Yu turned around to look at him again, and Yosuke turned around, pretending his eyes were on a random woman who was crossing the street's ass. His face and neck were getting hot, and he could feel a blush creeping up as he wondered if Yu had caught him staring. Again.
Ever since that fucking crappy cross-dressing 'beauty pagent' that Chie and the rest of the girls had forced him, Yu, and Kanji into, (Teddie just came along randomly. He's weird like that.) he felt closer to Yu, as they had shared the same equally embarassing situation.
Yu did look good in a dress though.
He shook his head thoroughly. No. He couldn't think of that now, he had work to do. And if he didn't actually finish it, his dad would come home later and kick his ass.
He'd already decided that he was gay a while ago. To be more precise, as soon as Yu had moved in town (or he had a vague idea at least). Inaba was a pretty shitty place when you thought about it, but there were a few perks. So it was a relief for someone else from the city to move in. And to Yosuke's joy, the new boy was quite...hot?
Most girls thought he was an asshole for the way he treated them nowadays, but it was mostly to cover up his homosexuality. And he couldn't come out to anyone, because he took the piss out of Kanji for it. Now he felt like shit.
And Yu. He could never tell Yu.
Yu was obviously straight as fuck, all those girls that followed him everywhere and lusted after him (a bit like Yosuke now he thought about it, though he was waaay more discreet.) especially chicks like Yukiko, Rise, Ai etc etc.
"She's doing good." Yu replied, and Yosuke snapped back into reality. He coughed loudly.
"Good, er..good." He clapped his hands together. "Right then. Guess that's the end of that. Wanna come back to mine for while to just..you know..chill?" He asked, although Yu hardly noticed his awkwardness as he smiled. Yosuke's breath caught in his throat. Shit, how could such a small, adorably sexy smile get him so worked up? He shrugged it off, though he still felt nervous.