your hands clasp firmly around the ramen cup , delicate &. manicured fingers just scratching the styrofoam . 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 - 𝚜𝚘 - 𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚕𝚢 , your lips pursed , blowing on it . instant ramen ... you hadn’t had something like this in a very , very long time . it didn’t really feel like home , but it wasn’t foreign either . it was just ... 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐦 . being here in inaba with everyone , was warm . it was better than home . a part of you never wanted to leave . a few years ago you would’ve never expected to be all the way up here . not even in the sense of an idol ! you turned to yosuke , your appreciative smile 𝚋𝚎𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚐 &. 𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚗𝚝 . you tried to ignore the ‘ celebrity air ‘ about you that was still distracting him .
“ yosuke-kun , ” you fought the inherent urge to say ‘ -san ’ . you were friends now ! “ ... thank you for inviting me over ! ”
@𝙽𝙾𝙽𝚆𝙸𝚁𝙴