#yusukexreader

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“Can we stay like this forever?”

“But I’ve never told you that before.”

“Yusuke, hold still please.” You urged with a heavy sigh, dabbing a cotton pad on the cut on his cheek.

Yusuke gave you a wince of discomfort, but busied his hands with his white dress shirt. “Sorry.”

“Don’t apologize, I just don’t want to hurt you.” You scolded softly, kissing his cool cheek lightly.

You ignored the way they grew warm and turned a light pink, and dug through your first aid kid.

“You’re just lucky I love you too much to scream your ear off.” You taunted, peeling open a bandaid.

As you placed the sticky appendage to his cut, he let out a breath and shifted on the chair of the Mementos safe room.

“I suppose I do earn a lecture, do I not?” Yusuke pondered, frowning like a sad puppy.

You frowned and took his hands with yours. “Do you feel that bad about this?”

“Of course I do, you were so excited to help me and I.. Messed it up.” Yusuke muttered dejectedly.

“I only wanted to get you some more money from Mementos, it’s nothing horrible. You’re okay, hon.” You soothed, stroking your thumb over his knuckles.

“I just hate seeing you upset.” He confessed bluntly, causing a familiar heat to form on your cheeks.

“And that’s sweet,” you replied, “but what makes me happy is you being safe. I’m not upset at all about leaving, I just got nervous.”

“You took a heavy hit, and I didn’t have as much healing aid as I thought.” You admitted with a nervous stare.

“I believe we had quite the dilemma today, then.” Yusuke said softly, moving your interlocked hands downwards.

“Maybe a bit.” You agreed with a chuckle.

“Then let’s relax for a while. I think we both earned it.” Yusuke suggested, causing you to nod and grin while closing the med kit.

“I’m going to let Akira know that we’ll be M.I.A tomorrow for Mementos when we’re back.” You informed quickly, letting go of his hands to grab your mask

You let out a noise of surprise when he tugged you back into him, burying his head in the crook of your neck. You smiled and stayed there for a while, before moving to tug away and inspect him for further injury.

He only tightened his hold with a soft breath, making your brows furrow. “Yusuke?”

“Can we stay like this forever?” He mumbled into your neck, making your face grow warm.

“We could if we were anywhere else, Yu.” You smiled, bringing up a hand to toy with his hair. “But we need to get back, and we don’t have a Goho-M.”

“But a moment longer won’t hurt, will it?” Yusuke insisted, hand moving down to yours so you could tug back and look at his bandaged face.

You frowned and cupped his cheek, pressing a kiss to his nose. “I don’t want the reaper showing up.”

“I suppose that would prove a imminent threat, yes.” Yusuke agreed, moving to sit up.

Your heart ached at his expression, and maybe for you this trip was to get him some extra cash.. But maybe all he wanted was to spend time with you.

“I’m sorry, Yusuke.” You said softly, looking downwards. “We can spend so much time together back home, I just don’t want anymore damage done.”

“I was the one who wanted us down here, but I should have asked you if—“

You cut yourself off, eyes catching Yusuke’s dark ones. His lids were low, and he had a small smile on his lips.

“Do you really think I’d be upset by such things? Any time I spend with you, planned by me or not, is cherished.” He replied, walking over and grabbing your hands.

“You should never think any different. All time I spend by your side is never disappointing.”

“Because I love you.”

His words made you stiffen on the spot, and your jaw dropped. He seemed unmoved by his proclaimed feelings, and you couldn’t help but release a shaky laugh.

“Do you mean that?” You asked shyly, barely meeting his stare.

“Yes.” He confirmed. “But I’ve never told you that before.”

You smiled and pulled him into a kiss, arms looping around his neck gently. When you pulled sway, he looked smitten, holding you close to him.

“Can you say it again?” You asked gently.

“I love you.” Yusuke whispered, leaning down to your ear.

You let out a happy sigh and pressed your forehead to his shoulder. “I love you, too.”

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You’re not so sure this is a good idea anymore.

A gently crumpled piece of paper sits on your lap,overturned, folded, unfolded, and then re-folded again. On it is the title‘couple strengthening exercises’ and several points beneath are listed andcrossed out: go to a place you’ve never been before, cook something together, say something nice, and finally (one of the only points that is yet to be crossedout) give them something to improve on.

Yusuke has the same piece of paper in front of him.

“Surely there must be something you think I could improvein,” he says, and sure, you can thinkof some points, but you know what he’s like with criticism; you don’t want tospend the next couple of days on an adventure to improve the shortcoming youpoint out. He can be quite a perfectionist, after all, and he holds a lot ofstake in your relationship. Nothing less than perfect will suffice.

“Hm, nope. Nothing’s coming to mind.”

Yusuke sighs and brings a finger to his chin.

“When I proposed this exercise, you seemed veryenthusiastic. May I remind you these couple strengthening activities are animportant part of cultivating our healthy relationship? It would be a shame togive up before we’re finished with them.”

You nod, because you appreciate that he’s taking yourrelationship so seriously, it’s just –

“A lot of relationships that end prematurely do so becauseof a failure to communicate. I wouldn’t want our relationship to end in thesame way,” he explains. It feels a little touching, because you realise theonly reason he’s going to such lengths in the first place is because he cares somuch about you.

With a drawn-out sigh, you give in.

“Well, maybe you could appreciate my sense of humour alittle more?”

There’s a pause, and Yusuke returns to being deep inthought.

“I – I see. I think I might need you to elaborate,” he says,after thinking about it. You resign yourself to spending the next couple ofdays reassuring Yusuke that ‘it’s not a big deal’ and that he ‘you were just exaggerating’.

“Well, a lot of the time you just don’t laugh when I wantyou to. Sometimes I feel like you don’t even realise I’m joking.”

He’s thinking again.

“I see. That is entirely possible,” he mumbles. “Perhapsbefore you make a joke, you should make some sort of loud noise? That way, I’llknow to laugh at the end.”

You laugh.

“Not sure that would work, Yusuke.”

Out of the corner of your eye, you see him fiddling with thesheet of paper nervously. It makes you feel bad, because you know for a fact he’staking this a hundred times more seriously than you could ever hope to.

“Is there anything else you could suggest? I’m willing totry any of your ideas as long as they have a chance of removing obstacles fromour relationship.”

“Don’t worry about it Yusuke, it’s not a big deal.”

His face scrunches in a way that looks no less anxious thanhis hands.

“But if there’s something to improve, surely we should beginwork on it? It seems unfair to ask you to overlook such a flaw for the courseof our relationship.”

“Honestly, it’s really not that important. I’ve come toaccept that some jokes are just harder for you to pick up on.”

Suddenly, he shuffles forward and grasps your hand in-betweenboth of his.

“It is important,” he says resolutely. Determination flaresin his eyes in a way that’s equally as endearing as it is overwhelming andintimidating. “I refuse to overlook anything that has a chance of puttingdistance between the two of us.”

If you had to pick an emotion to describe the way he’s holdingonto your hand, it would probably edge around ‘frantic’ and ‘desperate.’ It’srare that Yusuke doesn’t shower your conversations with sincerity when theytrail off like this, but it always manages to surprise you. He’s got the futurein mind when it comes to you, that much is clear. Still, you can’t help but laugh.

He recoils from you a little like he’s not sure what’shappening, but you pull him back. You use your other hand to clasp his own, andlean into him to give him a kiss that he returns gladly, if not withoutconfusion.

“Don’t be stupid. As if I’d ever leave you over something asstupid as that,” you say, honestly.

Prompt: “Quit touching me, your feet are cold!”

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It was rare that Yusuke had so much free time, or even enough to relax with you. Big tests were already thrown all around you, and Yusuke was preparing for each and every one inbetween painting.

You didn’t mind too much, though. You appreciated the smaller gestures of his love, small doodles left at your locker planted by the other thieves for him.

Though you’d admit, laying together beneath a soft blanket was equally as nice.

“You seem quiet, my love. Is everything okay?” Yusuke asked, stirring you from your thoughts.

“I’m okay. Just thinking.” You replied, smiling and rubbing your nose against his.

Yusuke didn’t understand the point of the gesture, but his body clearly registered it as affection as his cheeks flushed and turned to a soft pink.

You chuckled at the look, interlocking your hands with his. They were slender, and intertwined easily with yours. It was a cliche comparison, but you always said it was like two puzzle pieces.

“How has school been going for you? I know our current distance can be hard.” Yusuke noted, pulling you closer.

“I’ve been okay. Ryuji and Haru have been keeping me company. At least we see eachother after, right?” You chipped in.

He smiled and nodded, “Yes I’m grateful. I cherish the moments between us.”

“Me too.” You sighed, curling into him with a content sigh.

You thought this was the peak, that your night couldn’t have gotten any better. That life was at its all time high..

Until a chilling feeling brought you back to Earth.

You let out a yelp of alarm, tugging backwards. Yusuke looked shocked at your reaction and sat up. “Did I displease you? Are you alright?” He asked, brows furrowing. He leaned closer to inspect you, causing another jolt of cold.

“Quit touching me, your feet are cold!” You laughed, nudging him away playfully.

Yusuke froze, and his shoulders dropped im relief. He was glad you were okay, but a small smile grew at the realization.

“My apologies. I don’t have a heater.” He smiled bashfully, laying back down on his pillow.

“It’s okay, hon. It was just alarming.” You admitted, kissing his cheek.

Yusuke nodded before a small smile grew on his lips. “Perhaps you could warm my hands up for me then?”

The offer made your face grow warm, but regardless you took his hands in yours easily. The cold contrast made another chill go down your spine, but you kept your hands interlocked regardless.

His lips rested on your knuckles briefly, before he lowered his stare to meet yours. He smiled again, lowering his head to lay in your neck.

“When I was stuck with Madarame.. I didn’t find myself worthy of things like this.” He confessed.

“But.. With you, I know I am. That we were meant for one another. I’ve never felt a love like this.”

“I love you, so much.” He said softly, breath feathering against your skin.

“I love you.” You replied happily, bringing a hand up to pull through his blue hair.

“I’m happy you know you recognize your worth.” You whispered, pressing your lips to his cheek.

“As am I.”

He took the opportunity to lean down again, capturing your lips with his.

You never got tired of the way his cerulian eyes would sparkle when he tugged away, like he had just won the lottery.

“You’re gorgeous. Don’t forget that, love.” Yusuke complimented, burying his head into your neck.

“And don’t you forget how incredible you are, ‘Yu.” You grin, pulling him inpossibly closer.