#mind slice

     Working at Junes had been more of a pain than anything else, but working in a diner in the middle of Shibuya was a flat-out nightmare. Why hadn’t he just accepted his dad’s help instead of trying to prove how grown up he was? At least at Junes people pretended to be nice to him until their coupon didn’t scan. Working as a server just meant a lot of dirty looks and complaints about literally anything and everything. How was he supposed to earn a living and study at the same time? At this rate he would never make it to college and he’d end up left behind. Again.

     As the end of his shift neared, Yosuke at least felt as though the atmosphere had lightened. Customers trickled out into the neon glow of Central Street. In less than an hour he would be getting home, dropping into bed, and getting just enough sleep to propel his exhausted body through another grueling day.

    Although it was tempting to let himself drift off right then and there, the sight of a blue phone snapped him back to reality. People were always leaving things behind, and normally Yosuke didn’t bother to chase after the forgetful owners, but he had just watched the booth’s occupant leave not thirty seconds ago. Cursing under his breath, Yosuke grabbed the phone and bolted down the stairs and out into the street.

    “Excuse me! Hey! Uh--you! Guy!” Well, shit; that was eloquent. At least five weirdo older guys had stopped to look at him. Yosuke ignored their stares and slipped through the crowd, catching up to his target with some difficulty.

    “W-Wait! You forgot your phone!”

To: Yusuke

From: Naozumi

{subject: Coffee?}

> I made some a little while ago before Sojiro open up the cafe. 

> I remember you liked the coffee from there so I thought I would make you some before I come and visit you today.

Random prompt generator: Accepting!! || Yusuke and Futaba play an MMO together. Yusuke is the tank and Futaba is the healer.

“Come on, come onnnn…!” Futaba groaned into the headset, throwing herself exasperatedly back in her chair when the screen went blank for the umpteenth time. A total wipe-out. “Uuuggghhh! Stop standing in all the AoEs!!” She whined.  “I can’t keep you all alive if you just hang out in all the flashy lights!!”

Stuffing a handful of chips in her mouth, she sighed at length, lifting her glasses away from her face to rub her eyes.

[ Text ; Inari ] ... what ... is that big round light in the sky?

[ Text ; Inari ] it BURNS, Inari 😭

Random prompt generator: Accepting!! || Yusuke and Futaba eating dinner together

“Cheese-filled hamburger steak, spicy fries, deluxe omurice, ham and kale salad, blueberry parfait aaaaaand a drink bar.” Counting the dishes on one hand, Futaba grinned. Turning the menu back to face Yusuke, she pulled her feet up into the comfortable chair beneath her and tilted her head to one side.

Pure Ways of Showing Affection Meme: Accepting!

“It’s not even gunna rain today, I don’t know why you brought it.” Stepping off the train alongside the rest of the Phantom Thieves, Futaba had tutted at Yusuke’s umbrella on their way to the park.  As usual, however, he’d been somewhat enigmatic about the whole thing, occasionally peeling away from the group to pose the umbrella in various places, and make swift sketches among the cherry blossoms thick on the trees.  Other than that, and one incident in which Ryuji accidentally stole a dog and Morgana nearly got chased into the lake, they all spent the day sat on a couple of picnic blankets, filling their bellies with snacks, and the air with laughter.

Hands in her pockets, Futaba was lagging a little behind the rest of the group when it came time to head home.  It was already growing dark when a shadow appeared over her head – Yusuke’s umbrella.  She frowned at his feet walking alongside her own, a little amusement in the quirk of her lips.

“Yusuke, darling, I know you had all good intentions in mind, but please do let someone explain before you look it up. It’ll spare you the horror, truly. Just... please don’t fucking do it.”