How Could You? (Souyo)

Lonely Together

Yosuke's POV:

I don't know why exactly, but we all meet up at my place.

Guess it's 'cause me and Ted are already here. But, from what I heard, Rise, Yu and Kanji were all together, as well.

Yu and Kanji.

Yeah, Kanji likes Naoto. Yeah, Yu likes me, but... I don't like it when they're together.

I gotta be honest, it's a weird feeling. I wouldn't call it jealousy, it's just I want to know everything that happens. But I can't do that with Kanji in the way.

"C'mon, then," Chie says, taking a stand.

"Let's go," Teddie smiles.

"Yu, wait," I mumble. Everyone else is already out the door. I guess Yu stayed longer 'cause it's me, huh?

"What's up?" He says. Says it so damn softly, too.

"Wait here," I breathe. "I'll be right back."

"They're all leaving without—"

"Please."

He nods slowly. "Okay."

~~~

"Here," I smile, handing him his hoodie.

"How the hell did you—?" He stammers. He doesn't take it; he just looks.

"Long story," I chuckle. "Well? Take it, won't you?"

He blinks, sorta staring at it all funny-like.

"Something up?" I frown.

I watch as his lip curls into a frown. Is he really that freaked out by it?

"Prolly shouda told you I went in your house, but—"

"I have to catch up with the others," he decides, turning on his heels.

"Yu—" But he's gone.

I rub my forehead, more confused than anything.

I turn the hoodie towards me, 'cause it doesn't look all that odd.

Oh.

Fuck.

I swallow hard, tracing the blood stains along the sleeve. Spatters, really. Dried, old splatters.

No fucking wonder he didn't want to take this with him..

God! How the hell didn't I see that!?

It's all Dojima's fault. That bastard broke him, and now I've just reopened old wounds.

I clutch the stupid thing in my hands, just wishing it would disappear.

Yu's not meant to be this sensitive. God, he's not. It's making me feel like the asshole. Maybe I am.

I shouldn't have got all excited about doing something for him. I shoulda just left it.

Dammit. I can't do anything right.

~~~

Yu's POV:

"Wait a second there, Senpai," Kanji grunts, pulling my arm back.

"What?" I snap.

"...He's been staring at us for a while now," Rise mumbles.

"What are you—" I lift my face up, spotting some guy at the other end of the electronics department.

Scratch that—it's not just some guy; I recognise him... Red hair, huge scar, green attire...