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Oh my heavens, over eight thousand five hundred comments in the last post alone. I feel so tardy and yet I briefly felt compelled to wait until we had over nine thousand, hoohoo~! Oh, even the oldest of memes gets a rise out of my... big and manly heart.
SHIN MEGAMI TENSEI: PERSONA 4 KINK MEME
PART FOURTo beat the dead horse (or beat off the ( Read more... )
SHIN MEGAMI TENSEI: PERSONA 4 KINK MEME
PART FOURTo beat the dead horse (or beat off the ( Read more... )
Bon Mots, part 1
Summary: It's amazing how much hot air escapes Yosuke even when his foot is crammed all the way down his throat. I promise this will lead to the prompt, it'll just take a while to get there.
Honestly, you’d think there was some kind of ban on humor, the way some people carried on. Sure, he liked to tell jokes, jokes that gently poked and prodded at his friends’ buttons. It seemed like such a waste to see them, the glaringly obvious rejoinders that would set people off, and not poke them a little bit, just to get a rise out of people. It was all in good fun, though, even if people did get a little upset sometimes.
Sometimes, people were more touchy than he anticipated, and his jokes got a little close, and drew a little blood. It was all in harmless fun, though: just friends joking with friends, and if they chose to get a little emotional, well. That's on them.
So when the anger positively crackled off of Kanji after a particularly awesome quip about how queer it was to sew, he just shrugged it off. When Naoto would fix an unwavering laserlike glare on him after he offered to carry her heavy, heavy books, he just gave her hat a little tweak and told her not to take herself so seriously. It was all in good fun, and who in their right mind could be offended by that.
Some days this attitude worked better than others. Today had not been one of those days, and joke after joke just resulted in people getting huffy, going quiet, bursting into tears, or threatening to kick his ass. By the end of the day, being the life of the party was wearing a little thin. It was a real load off to see Kou hanging around on a rainy Thursday with nothing to do. Kou knew the score, after all, always teasing Daisuke like guys did with each other.
"Hey man, where's your better half?" He asked Kou, the other boy's delicate face registering some brief surprise at who was addressing him before breaking out in a grin.
"He's off wrestling in the mud with some of his buddies on the soccer team." Kou wrinkled his nose, "He threatened to come back and slide tackle me afterwards."
In response, Yosuke just screwed his face up in an exaggerated rictus of fright before laying the sarcasm on thick: "Yeesh, better watch out or your clothes might look like you didn't iron them this morning."
"Whatever, man. Chicks dig a man in uniform, right?" Kou raised a deliberate eyebrow. "You want to get out of here? Hanging around school rubs me the wrong way if I'm not practicing." Then he snorted derisively, and with a mocking smile said: "Guess that doesn't make much sense to you."
Yosuke glared at him in response. What the hell was that supposed to mean anyway? He'd never been particularly athletic. Not every guy could be; not everybody could be the aggressive juggernaut that Daisuke was on offense, relentlessly mowing down the foolish defense people that tried to stop him from scoring. For that matter, not every guy could be Kou, four graceful steps ahead of everyone, sinking shot after effortless shot while everyone cheered him on. Some guys were just there to provide the color commentary. Not that there was anything wrong with that.
He smiled, though, because getting all pissy and defensive wasn't going to win him any points. "Maybe I'll drag you down into the dark side, right? Make you realize how much better it is to skip practice so you can go home and relax by yourself." Not that he'd gotten much of an opportunity to do that since Teddie had annexed his walk-in closet, but it was the principle of the thing. "In a few years, we're going to have work all day every day. We should slack while we still can, right?"
Kou laughed. "Well, maybe you have a point. Anyway, that blockhead isn't going to be back until he smells like a pigpen, so there's no point in waiting for him. You want to go out to Aiya and catch their rainy day special?"
"Sure, sounds good, man. Let's go!" Yosuke started walking, Kou following along. "I'll even pay if the Ichijo family cuts you off again."
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"That's great, man!" Yosuke would have given him a clap on the back if he hadn't been making sure that no one had put gum inside his shoes again, and found them to be blessedly clean of anything rubbery and sticky. With no gum, and with Kou, maybe this day was turning around. "It would have been so lame if you weren't allowed to play any more. You're really good, you know? Way better than the guys on the varsity team back home."
Kou looked up from tying his shoes. "Yeah? Well, thanks." He seemed a bit distracted but it was probably just the result of the uncomfortable pose, his long, slim neck arching in an impossible looking curve while his hands deftly completed a perfectly centered knot without any conscious assistance. It was the little stuff about Kou that made him such an interesting guy.
Silence fell over them briefly during the short walk to Aiya, and since Yosuke believed that silence was best handled with a barrage of words and extreme prejudice, he fell back on what they'd been talking about earlier. "When I was waiting for Souji the other day, I saw your last inning or whatever, and you scored like twenty three-shotters, you know? It was great, and you looked so--" Kou cut him off, which was just as well, because there was only so much enthusiasm a guy could use before he was sailing dangerously close to queer waters.
"Periods. Baseball has innings, basketball has periods or quarters. And it's three-pointers -- do you ever pay attention to what Mr. Kondo says when he talks?"
Yosuke just gave him a look. "Mr. Kondo can take my headphones, but no one can make me listen."
Aiya was strangely deserted. He'd expected to see Chie trying to challenge the rigors of the meat dimension, but she was nowhere to be seen. In fact, it was just the two of them and the owner who appeared to be muttering angrily at a simmering wok. "Maybe they failed a health inspection," Kou said, before unconcernedly sliding into the booth as far from his usual spot at the counter as he could manage.
"Maybe there's a party I don't know about," Yosuke replied, idly flipping through the menu and trying to find something that wouldn't dip into his motorcycle savings too much.
Kou snorted in response, "probably two or three, yeah." His smile slipped briefly before saying, "but if you ever wanted an invite..."
Yosuke had never considered that there probably were. Inaba was probably a lot more interesting if half the town's population didn't hate you on sight. There wasn't anything he could do about that, though, so he just shrugged it off. "Thanks, man, but don't you already have a wingman?"
Kou started talking but was interrupted by the owner asking them what they wanted. Two rainy day specials orders later, and a frantic amount of activity began in the kitchen area of the little diner.
Kou picked up where they'd left off: "Daisuke's useless around girls. He says girls bug him, and he just ends any conversation they try to start with him. I learned to be my own wingman a while ago, you know? Ladies dig the confidence, I think. At least, I've never had any problems."
Maybe if it hadn't been such a bad day, Yosuke wouldn't have said it. Sure, it was one of Kou's buttons, one of his more obvious ones, even, but it seemed kind of low to tease the guy about his crush. But it had been a rather bad day, and thinking about Kou surrounded by a choice selection of the hotties at their school made him open his mouth before he'd really thought about what he was saying: "So how's it going with Chie, then?"
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"C'mon, Kou, don't tell me you don't like her! Everybody knows, except for Chie herself, we're all just waiting for you to stop being a pussy and go for it."
He'd never seen Kou this off-balance before. He felt himself smiling. This was more fun than anything he'd done all week. "I'm j-just-- waiting for the right time, that's all. The right thing to talk to her about."
Yosuke couldn't contain the indignant little scoffing noise, and wouldn't have even if he could have. "Please! She likes sports and kung fu movies and steak. Just pretend you're talking to Daisuke, because you basically are."
Kou didn't nod or smile or anything. He didn't even seem to acknowledge what Yosuke'd just said.
"Did you hear me, man? Chie's basically Daisuke, but a girl. Just be yourself, and you'll be in. She'll probably like you even more than he does, and that'll be saying something." It was really too bad no one but Kou and the restaurant owner were around to hear this A+ material that he was just giving out for free.
Kou's eyes narrowed. "Just what the hell is that supposed to mean?"
Another indignant snort, and that hot, intense feeling he got whenever he smelled blood in the water. "Well, it'd have to be a lot. You two hang out together all the time, man. You help each other out after practice, I heard, like if Daisuke's turn to clean up the field or whatever you stick around and help."
"Yeah, so what?"
"And you're always together, even when you're not practicing. Eat lunch together, go out together on weekends." He was grinning, and the last words came out all in a rush, "so do you shower together after practice, too?"
And in retrospect, perhaps that had been a little much. Perhaps that had stepped over the line. Kou had definitely thought so, because the other other boy hadn't said a word, just gotten up and stalked out of the restaurant, spine ramrod straight.
After settling the check (and having to pay for both Rainy Day Specials even though he didn't have a bite of either), Yosuke dashed out in the rain to look for him.
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What I mean to say is that this is absolutely fabulous. FABULOUS. I have never seen anyone write a better Yosuke in my life. The absolute lack of self awareness is spot on. I think I know this Yosuke in real life.
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I love you to bits and want to thank you for taking on this prompt! And this is really your first fill??? It's already beyond spectacular! ♥
GLORIOUS CHARACTERIZATION IS GLORIOUS. What can I say about it that hasn't been said already? It's just absolutely amazing, spot-on, perfect, etc... You've got Kou and Yosuke down flawlessly. The set up is great; I can already tell it's going to be fucking epic. And I love your writing style.
Can't freaking wait to read more, anon! I'm excited to see where you take this! ♥
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I was worried you wouldn't because I am taking rather a long time to get to the part where there is porn. Almost done with the second part, just editing now, and then it will be time to post! ♥
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