#kade writes

It’s nearly half a year since Souji left Inaba and he’s barely said a word to anyone. Yosuke and Chie have attempted to contact him, Dojima’s even called his sister to make sure the kid is ok. He’s fine, or so he says. But he waits, glancing around anxiously like he’s being watched. Of course he’s not but still. He can’t help but feel an empty pair of eyes baring into the back of his head.

He sits and waits, deciding that maybe a quick trip will clear his head and so he buys the first round trip train ticket to anywhere. He doesn’t care where, tells his parents it’s for school, makes up a reason and leaves. Souji loses sight of his town and then there is nothing. No skyscrapers, no cars, just fields on one side and water on the other. For the first time in a long time, he feel’s somewhat safe.

It’s only at that moment that he feels a buzzing coming from his cell phone. Reaching for it, he pulls the cellular device out from his pocket and stares at the name calling. Tohru Adachi.

He hesitates for a moment before flipping the phone and placing the receiver near his ear.

“And just where do you think you are going, Souji-kun?" His voice is low, almost a purr and then there is a slight chuckle. Souji can’t breath, his mouth is dry, how could he have known? "Last car. Now.”

Souji almost doesn’t go to the last car of the train, but he isn’t stupid, he knows the consequences. So now he stands, face to face with the man who has plagued his thoughts since his last night in Inaba. The last person who’s bond was still intact. 

"Adachi-san…" He manages to breathe, a smug grin spreading on the older man’s face. "How did…"

"You didn’t really think I wouldn’t keep tabs on you, now did you?" Adachi chuckles, taking a step towards Souji, the younger stepping back impulsively. "Now…would you kindly tell me where in the world you think you’re going, hmm?"

Souji felt the wall of the train car hit his back and now Adachi had one hand pressed against the wall near his face and the other a tight grip on his collar. In those moments, Souji felt as if time had stopped as he and the young detective stared at each other intensely. 

And then, all at once, it seemed to speed up. Lips against one another, hands desperately reaching, grasping onto clothes, hair, at one point Souji felt Adachi’s grip around his neck. They fought for control of the other, rolling against the wall and onto the floor, aggressive and needing. The scene quickly turned as Adachi soon had the younger pinned to the floor, hair a bigger wreck than normal, his tie loosen, shirt unbuttoned, bite marks running up and down his neck. He laughed darkly and tilted his head slightly, clicking his tongue at Souji.

"You little brat…You’re such a pain in the ass…" He tighten his grip on Souji’s wrists, leaning close to kiss him once again. "You never answered my question, Souji-kun…" 

"To see…" Souji was breathless, gasping against the older man as he started to work the younger’s shirt off, biting and kissing on his neck, cheeks and lips.

"To see..?"

Souji sucks in a breath slowly, trying to relax before muttering. This causes Adachi to stop what he’s doing. 

"I’m sorry, care to share? I couldn’t quite hear you."

Souji whines before closing his eyes. “To see you.”

Adachi’s laugh sends shivers up and down Souji’s spine. He watches as the man takes his tie off, grabbing the younger’s wrists and using the tie to keep his hands together. He glowers=s down at him, his eyes hinting yellow as the glare of the setting sun bounces against the inside of the car.

Very rambley but yEAH. Ended up not a AU bc……………….yeah. After P4 events + Accomplice End. Laughs and just………leaves………………………………………. (｡・//ε//・｡)

2. Cheek kiss.

It’s a bad night for Jericho Chavez. It’s a bad night and he’s slowly falling and breaking. He keeps replaying the moment in his head, meeting the alternate Johnny, beating the ever living hell out of him and watch him take his last breath. He remembers panicking, thinking that it was his Rocky that he just killed with his bare hands. But everything is okay now, right? His Rocky is back, no need to panic and shake but he is and he can’t, won’t let go of his Rocky’s pant leg.

But Rocky doesn’t mind. He never minded. He just keeps eating from his little can of food, his legs crossed over his best friend’s and just keeps smiling at him. He’s glad to have his Spook back, glad to be back and glad to know he’s not fucking dead. 

So they sit in a comfortable silence. Spook’s slowly started calming down and he’s no longer shaking, but his grip on Rocky’s leg hasn’t loosen and it’s okay.

Rocky is scrolling through his phone when he notices Spook’s head bob once…then twice…and it hits him that he must be exhausted after everything that had happened recently. He laughs lightly, scooting close to Spook and putting an arm around his shoulders, making him lean against him. He reaches for the blanket near Spook and pulls it over their shoulders, adjusting it ever so slightly. Spook’s head begins to bob again and he finally stops fighting the sleepiness that’s coming over him, letting out a big sigh of defeat and lets go of Rocky’s pant leg only to grip the bottom of his shirt instead as he lays his head against this best friend’s. 

20. Any of the Above 

It was disgusting how much she loved him. Or was it even love? There was a lot of want, yes that for sure. Half of her wanted him to hold her and do disgusting things to her to show his love. The other half, wanted to string him up and drain every last drop of blood from his body. Byakuya Togami made her so incredibly hot, she wanted to scream.

It was disgusting how much she loved him. And despite everything that was going on at the Academy, Touko Fukawa was the last thing he felt the need to worry about. He would allow her to tag along with him when investigating the murders, when exploring the school and sometimes even when he spent time reading in the library. She seemed the happiest at that moment, spending time with him in a room full of books. He assumes that’s probably what made her feel comfortable enough to do what she did to get them in this situation.

It was disgusting how much she loved him. She would be lying if she said she wasn’t so incredibly turned on having him beneath her. Granted, this wasn’t how she wanted this to turn out at first but like hell if she wouldn’t follow through. Her attempt to lean him back in his chair and kiss him upside down had fallen through when Syo broke through for a moment and made him fall to the ground and her on top of him. She had turned herself around to face him and apologize for being so fat (which she wasn’t) when she felt his hand on her leg. He glowered at her from beneath his glasses and watched her as her lips thinned into a crazy grin. She mutters his name before quickly leaning down and planting a forceful kiss on his lips. She’s shocked when he grabs his shoulders and, for a moment, thinks he’s going to accept her love and kiss her and allow her to maybe even kill him one day. But that’s before he throws her off of him and pushes himself onto his feet, wiping his mouth and heading to the door.