up till now, yosuke has either opt out of participating in white’s day, or given obligatory gifts ( and the occasional—totally only happened twice, not any more than that—i kind of like you maybe we should go out? gifts. what? he’s a bit of a romantic. sue him ). he’s never had to really, reallythink about getting someone a gift. until this year, anyway. he might have panicked & totally forgot what people do for White’s Day ( okay, so he might have panicked, and totally blanked, and then sat around his house trying to figure something out for like an hour. or two ).
but, you see, souji has this weird calming presence. yosuke can just see him passing by & he’ll feel better ( the about what changes frequently ). so when he spies his partner, he already feels calmer ( even though some part of him is getting worked up because this is a bad idea, no dude—bad idea central!! ), already feels more confident as he calls out for the other boy.
“souji! hey souji!! wait up!”
he’s a bundle of nerves as he rushes up to his partner, jittery when he talks, fidgety & constantly moving even when they stop walking. his mind is going five hundred miles per hour—-is this a good idea? bad idea? good idea! no—bad. definitely bad. but—-?
yosuke’s all smiles and big grins even as he hooks a finger in souji’s collar & pulls him down ( he’s not that much taller, but he’s taller all the same ) just enough to reach and plant a quick, chaste kiss on his lips ( getting that close to souji always makes him short circuit. he can’t help it ) before pulling away. the distance doesn’t do anything for his face, sadly, as it’s already getting red. yosuke’s quick to ( attempt ) to hide it away behind a box ( neatly wrapped, if not plainly done. there’s no names or bows or ribbon—he couldn’t bring himself to decorate it ), but his smile shows even if his mouth isn’t visible. it pushes at the corners of his eyes.
“s-so!! yeah, uh, so i wasn’tsure how big of a sweet tooth you have, but i thought maybe this would be okay—? they’re really good. i uh—-i can’t really bake.
SO, i hope you’ll accept myfavorite chocolate instead? they’re… well, they’re store bought, but these are damn good. sorry, partner. i know it’s kind of lame.”
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Hey Gaston, I've been having a really rough few months. Is there anyway you could--I don't know--hold me? Or just do something to help me feel better?
He did not waste any time - immediately the brute shifted position and took their body into a tight embrace. Defined and unmatched musculature coiled and pressed against his new companion. His head was focused down, lips pressing a soft kiss into their hair, sweet whispers spoken in that deep and melodic tone.