Starving Artist Yusuke Kitagawa

Persona 5 the Animation - Dengeki Comic Anthology Chapter 12: Two-Faced Syndrome

Last minute and rough but…it’s still 28th here 🥺

A pleasant surprise. Akechi could say honestly that he hadn’t expected to run into Yusuke. Most times the mornings were quiet, until he ran into someone by chance, but that person wasn’t normally Yusuke. He nods his head in agreement.

“I wouldn’t mind that; today, I don’t have anything else I must do beforehand.”

“Did you have something you were doing this morning, Kitagawa-san?

At times he’d run into Akira, but not often, so seeing Akechi was a surprise. “Not really, though admittedly I’m a bit late.” Sure he was still technically early, but he had to get up early since he walked the full distance to his school instead of taking the train. 

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“Did something good happen?”

Morgana asked him, tail swishing as he watched Akira seize his phone the moment it buzzed, read the message, and sink onto his bed with a grin on his face.

Seconds before Akira had been pacing the room in nervous anticipation of Yusuke’s response. He’d sent that last text in a spur of the moment decision. A poorly planned gamble that would shake up a friendship that he’d come to cherish no matter how Yusuke answered, but he’d revealed his hand and there was no taking it back. Something about their day together had given him the extra push. It was a day that on paper was nothing special, but seeing Yusuke’s eyes light up over a bowl of curry, or the earnest way he spoke about his passions, Akira thinks he’d welcome many more days like this.  

His heart raced as he read Yusuke’s reply and reread it again. Feeling a rush of elation he texted back.

His phone buzzed and jingled in his hand. Ah, Akira’s response! 

Taking a deep breath he opened the message. His hand wiped across his cheeks as he read. Certainly seemed that they were on the same page. How could they not be? Akira always went along with Yusuke’s requests, no matter what they were, and seemed to just know what he wanted.

[Text: I’d be fine with calling it a date. I think we both have agreed to that.]

The offer of a cooked lunch made him smile. Akira did cook for him every time he went over, but it never failed to make Yusuke happy. And not just because he was getting a proper meal.