a/n: m-my first P4 fanfic! i'm very unsure of how to characterize everyone so i'm sorry if they seem off or ooc. anyways, i hope you enjoy this drabble ; v ;
Souji plays footsies with a uncooperative Yosuke at the Junes Headquarters.
underneath tables
Yosuke's yelp caught everyone around the table's attention.
"What's up with you Yosuke?" Chie asks the question the rest of their group's stares were questioning. All except for his partner, Souji who was sporting a tiny smirk behind the palm of his hand.
Yosuke stammers a unconvincing 'Nothing' while he avert eye contact with his friends. A jolt runs up his spine as Souji begin to tease the heel of his foot with the top of his shoe. Yosuke's toes curled and he grits his teeth, glowering at him in response.
Chie gives a side glance to Yukiko and she does the same. They are both holding a questioning look from Yosuke's oddity. Naoto doesn't look into it because she doesn't seem to be all too interested. Teddie blabbers on about how he's probably sick and should eat topsicals because in the dumb bear's mind, they make illnesses all better, which got Kanji to engage Teddie in another topsical eating challenge. Idiots, they don't sell topsicals in the Junes food court. Rise glomps Naoto because the Detective 'Prince' was starting to get quiet and the sudden attention makes Naoto blush.
Yosuke inwardly groans.
God dammit, Souji. This ain't fun anymore.
The moment everyone arrived and sat down Souji who was sitting across from him began to discreetly 'play' a little beneath the around table. Yosuke liked the attention so he didn't mind. Hell, he even played against Souji's foot for a little while, that was up until his partner,—with much skill—trapped his left foot between his and pulled his shoe off! How the hell is Souji such an expert a…at foot wrestling?! Every time Yosuke tries to pull his feet away, Souji would trap him between his foot, as if he knows exactly the second Yosuke planned to pull away. This is starting to feel slightly gay…
Their friends are completely unaware of their little footsies game, thank god. Yosuke doesn't think he can live through their teasing.
"Partner…"
Yosuke grips onto the edges of the table as he gives Souji a pleading look.
"What is it Yosuke?" Souji props his elbow on the table and rests his chin into his palm.
That god damn smirk is still on Souji's face.
A whimper escapes the bumbling boy's lips. "C…Can you spare me?" Yosuke didn't want to make it seem obvious to the rest of their party about what's happening underneath the table so he plead as vaguely as possible.
"Hmmm…" Souji hums and scrapes the bottom of Yosuke's foot which awarded him with Yosuke's voice hitching.
That tickled…!
"Yosuke you look like a tomato!" Teddie's outburst drew the group's attention back to the brunette. Yosuke didn't even notice his cheeks were burning.
"Uwah, Teddie's right. Are you thinking of a girl Yosuke-senpai~?" Rise chimes.
"Fufu, who's the unlucky mystery girl Yosuke?" Chie joins in with Rise.
Naoto smiles confidently. "Perhaps it's just the weather. It is rather humid today." She's just saying that to hide the fact that she blushed earlier.
"Then why aren't we all red in the face…?" Kanji questions.
"Kfft…hehe…He does look like a tomato…" Yukiko's laughing fit starts.
Yosuke sinks in his seat, slightly embarrassed. "H-Hey…" He raises his hands in front of him and waits for what Souji has to say for himself.
Their leader said nothing, but that smile is worth a million words.