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3:48
That’s what the clock read, and he laid there, listening to his roommate snore. It wasn't like he couldn't sleep because of Teddie’s snoring, he could always sleep through that. No, what kept him awake is much more troubling. This confusion and guilt, this lack of understanding.
Lack of understanding isn't what kept him awake, he was used to that. No, what kept him awake was this consuming guilt for the days before. He knew he liked Yu. What did that make him? By his fathers standard it made him a faggot, and even more of a disappointment. To the investigation team it made him a hypocrite. To the town it probably made him crazy. His old friends in the city he barely talked to anymore, disgusting probably.
What would Yu think? The one who stuck by him the whole time, his best friend, his…
His partner.
He knew from the beginning that name was not surely platonic, when he came up with it he knew it wasn’t. He’s known the whole time whatever him and Yu were, it wasn't strictly platonic. He wanted more from the relationship. He wasn't sure what exactly. It’s not like much would change. Maybe he just wanted to know if the feelings were reciprocated or not. Probably.
It was normal to want someone to reciprocate, or so he thought. He’s never really liked someone in the way he likes Yu. Yu Narukami, the golden boy of Inaba. His gray hair in the awful bowl cut that he somehow pulls off anyway. The way he pops his collar for no real reason. His calm and stoic demeanor. All of him.
Yosuke liked all of him, and he has no idea what he was going to do about it.