Souji walked into the living room and spotted his target on the couch, nestled under a thick blanket and playing with his phone while some holiday baking competition played on the television.
Souji made a beeline for his target, peeling the excess blanket off the couch and scooting under it. The target did not react, too preoccupied with scrolling on his phone, so Souji took his time inspecting him. He noted that the target was sitting cross-legged and was only wearing a t-shirt and shorts under the blanket despite the chilly weather; this would make Souji’s mission much easier.
Without warning, Souji planted one hand on Yosuke’s foot and his other hand on the back of Yosuke’s neck.
“Holy shit!” Yosuke cried, dropping his phone between the couch cushions. “You’re freezing!”
“Affirmative,” Souji said flatly, moving one hand up to Yosuke’s calf and the other down the back of his shirt, between his shoulder blades.
“What the hell are you doing?!” Yosuke exclaimed, twitching away from Souji’s ice-cold fingers.
Souji withdrew his hands, and Yosuke was momentarily relieved, only for Souji to pull Yosuke back to himself and then stick his hands elsewhere, one on top of Yosuke’s thigh and the other up the front of Yosuke’s shirt.
Yosuke squirmed uncomfortably, but then he stilled as Souji’s one hand traveled upwards, sliding from his abdomen up to the middle of his chest, over his heart.
“I’m trying to find the warmest part of you,” Souji finally answered.
“Wh-why?!” Yosuke asked, already breathing more heavily.
“Because my hands are cold.”
“Seriously?” Yosuke asked, not amused. “Go take a hot shower, or put on some gloves, like a normal person!”
“Nah.”
“So what, you’re just using me, for warmth?”
“Yep.”
“What the hell,” Yosuke sighed, but then he gasped as the hand on his thigh slipped up under the leg of his shorts.
“The inner thigh is very warm,” Souji reported to no one, taking his other hand out of Yosuke’s shirt and wrapping it around Yosuke’s inner thigh.
“Damn it, Partner,” Yosuke said with a slight tremble in his voice. “If you keep touching me like that, the warmest part of me is gonna be my dick!”
Souji looked up at Yosuke and hummed thoughtfully, and then he asked with a blank expression, “Would you like a handjob?”
“What?! No!” Yosuke practically screeched, smacking Souji’s hands away and hopping farther away on the couch. “Wow, never thought I would turn that down… but no, I’m not letting you put those icicles on me.”
Souji reevaluated the situation and then proposed, “What if I use a warming lube?”
“We have that? Since when?!”
“Since I was buying a bunch of stuff to prepare for winter. Thermal socks, hot chocolate, warming lube…”
“Of course you did! That’s a totally normal shopping list! What was I thinking?”
“I don’t know,” Souji said, staring pointedly at Yosuke’s groin.
Yosuke snatched a section of blanket away from Souji, blushing as he wrapped it around himself like a cocoon.
“Just put the thermal socks on your hands! That’ll keep them warmer longer,” Yosuke grumbled.
“Please?” Souji requested, his voice sounding more human than it had throughout this entire interaction.
“Don’t look at me like that,” Yosuke muttered defeatedly. “Fine, but you have to make me hot chocolate after. And it better be the fancy kind.”
“Okay,” Souji quickly agreed, lighting up and then leaning over to give Yosuke a quick peck on the nose. “Be right back.”
Yosuke watched as Souji sprinted to their bathroom, presumably to get the warming lube. He shook his head as he turned the TV off and dimmed the lights, wondering how he had ended up with such a weird dude.
“Hey, Souji?” Yosuke called, hearing Souji rummaging through multiple cabinets, including the one with his beloved collection of scented candles.
“Yes?” Souji called back, pausing in his hunt.
“Hurry up!” Yosuke said, shifting a bit on the couch and groaning lightly.
Out of all the boys in the Persona series, which one would most likely become a henpecked husband?
Most definitely Yosuke, I feel like he was a big push over in the game so he’d possibly become henpecked husband. Although, I have to give credit where it’s due, the boy does have some backbone. But even then, he tends to give in too fast. So if his future wife/husband is one that leans towards a more dominant personality, it’s only fate he’d be their henpecked husband. Say if his partner isn’t dominant but is a great guilt tripper, at first he’d try to hold some of his pride and have backbone; but it all would crumble very quickly.
Hey Onyx, I saw Yosuke flirt at Marie. He was really pushy about it too.
“HE DID WHAT? PHONES STAY AWAY FROM MARIE,” Onyx picked up a nearly pipe, and went to go find Yosuke. Onyx was completely mad, and she was going to give Yosuke a piece of her mind.
