[OK, so drinking the punch was probably not the smartest choice Souji could’ve made, but in his defense, he has consumed plenty of questionable things in his life and none of them have killed him yet. (Yet.) However, the thing he failed to consider tonight was that the food and drinks might be laced with something nonlethal.
Something like whatever was in the blueberry-flavored punch, which has given Souji a terrible case of wandering hands. Oops. Luckily (?), Souji’s hands have only been drawn in one direction tonight, and that’s toward Yosuke.
Through extreme force of will, Souji has managed to keep his hands from roving over his boyfriend in a manner that is inappropriate for public encounters, but his willpower quickly began to fade not long after the effects first started. A light pat on the shoulder or gentle rub on Yosuke’s back began to shift lower, toward the small of his back, and lower still, toward his hips. The impulse to touch grows into the impulse to hold.
Leaving the party when they did was a good decision. Relocating to Yosuke’s room? Even better. There’s no roommate, so no navigation needed. They can just be alone together.]
How long do you think it’ll take for this to wear off?
[He should have guessed there'd be something fishy with all the food and drink. He'd barely even paid attention to what flavor he grabbed, more distraught by the very... very revealing clothes the moths left him in. And the fact Souji was in the same wardrobe-boat.
What really caught him off guard was Souji. Or, more directly, Souji's hands. Since neither of them had ever really thought about Souji dating before, it's hard to imagine what kind of boyfriend he'd be. Handsy and big on PDA was not on Yosuke's list of ideas. He manages to keep his cool as he feels Souji's hands wandering all night. Which was especially hard when he started to feel a little too warm. Maybe the skimpy clothes was a blessing in disguise when by the time they leave, all he can feel is how badly he wants to cool off.]
God. I don't know. Kinda wish it'd hurry up. [He makes sure the door is closed and secured properly before starting to tug at the collar of his not-shirt.] How're you feeling?
[To be fair, “handsy and big on PDA” isn’t Souji’s idea of good boyfriend behavior either. Ordinarily, he’d hesitate to even hold hands with Yosuke in public, unless the other boy made it extremely clear it was a gesture he also wanted.]
Embarrassed, [he deadpans, once again drawn to wrap his arms around Yosuke’s torso as he stands behind him and sighs in frustration.] If this keeps up much longer, you may need to tie me up.
[Oop there's Souji's hands and arms around him again Yep door is doubly closed and secured before he kind of just. Leans back into Souji. It feels right, but he knows that's the effects getting him too.]
I'm not gonna tie you up. [It's the easier thing to say, even as he considers atually tying him up for the briefest moment before deciding that is not a thought process he wants to go down. His own skin feels hot to the touch despite how little clothes he's stuck in already.]
We'll figure something out to pass the time until this all wears off.
[Maybe Souji would enjoy being tied up. We just don’t know!]
Hmm … could try sleeping? Maybe it’s like being drunk.
[As if Souji knows what it’s like to be drunk, other than what he’s seen from his uncle. Gently, he brushes Yosuke’s hair to the side so he can place a kiss on the back of his neck.]
I feel like I should've guessed there'd be something wrong with the drinks. Seems pretty obvious, after the fact.
[And it's well noted for any future "parties" thrown by the fae rulers, of which Souji assumes there will be more to come.]
Mm. Sounds good.
[Yet despite his suggestion to cure their respective statuses with sleeping, Souji doesn't seem to be making any moves toward that end, content to keep holding his boyfriend close as they stand in the middle of the room.]
Your hair's gotten long. Are you thinking you'll keep it that way?
There's always something wrong with it, we just never know what it is.
[Yosuke sighs a bit dramatically at it all. Of course they can't have normal food and drink. Has to be fucked up somehow and make them act... different. (Two months ago, he would've thought 'weird', but that isn't the case anymore now, is it? No. "Different" is what it is now.)
Souji doesn't seem to be moving either, which is. Fine? It's fine, Yosuke decides. He kind of likes being held close like this, making his skin feel really warm-]
Huh? Oh- I mean. Not like there's a barber or anything here to cut it for me.
I could cut it for you, if you wanted. But I think it looks nice like this, too.
[Betcha didn’t know your boyfriend’s been cutting his own hair for many years, huh Yosuke? Souji gently rests his chin on Yosuke’s shoulder and softly sighs.]
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Date: 2025-12-14 05:51 am (UTC)Something like whatever was in the blueberry-flavored punch, which has given Souji a terrible case of wandering hands. Oops. Luckily (?), Souji’s hands have only been drawn in one direction tonight, and that’s toward Yosuke.
Through extreme force of will, Souji has managed to keep his hands from roving over his boyfriend in a manner that is inappropriate for public encounters, but his willpower quickly began to fade not long after the effects first started. A light pat on the shoulder or gentle rub on Yosuke’s back began to shift lower, toward the small of his back, and lower still, toward his hips. The impulse to touch grows into the impulse to hold.
Leaving the party when they did was a good decision. Relocating to Yosuke’s room? Even better. There’s no roommate, so no navigation needed. They can just be alone together.]
How long do you think it’ll take for this to wear off?
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Date: 2025-12-15 02:58 pm (UTC)What really caught him off guard was Souji. Or, more directly, Souji's hands. Since neither of them had ever really thought about Souji dating before, it's hard to imagine what kind of boyfriend he'd be. Handsy and big on PDA was not on Yosuke's list of ideas. He manages to keep his cool as he feels Souji's hands wandering all night. Which was especially hard when he started to feel a little too warm. Maybe the skimpy clothes was a blessing in disguise when by the time they leave, all he can feel is how badly he wants to cool off.]
God. I don't know. Kinda wish it'd hurry up. [He makes sure the door is closed and secured properly before starting to tug at the collar of his not-shirt.] How're you feeling?
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Date: 2026-01-07 06:42 am (UTC)Embarrassed, [he deadpans, once again drawn to wrap his arms around Yosuke’s torso as he stands behind him and sighs in frustration.] If this keeps up much longer, you may need to tie me up.
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Date: 2026-01-10 03:32 pm (UTC)I'm not gonna tie you up. [It's the easier thing to say, even as he considers atually tying him up for the briefest moment before deciding that is not a thought process he wants to go down. His own skin feels hot to the touch despite how little clothes he's stuck in already.]
We'll figure something out to pass the time until this all wears off.
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Date: 2026-01-18 03:57 pm (UTC)Hmm … could try sleeping? Maybe it’s like being drunk.
[As if Souji knows what it’s like to be drunk, other than what he’s seen from his uncle. Gently, he brushes Yosuke’s hair to the side so he can place a kiss on the back of his neck.]
‘Msorry about all this.
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Date: 2026-01-19 10:57 am (UTC)[Both their faults, really. Or neither. They didn't know the drinks would be affected but they probably should have made a safe assumption.
The kiss to the back of his neck does a good job of stopping Yosuke's thoughts in their tracks.]
I-i think. Trying to sleep is best. Yep. Definitely that.
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Date: 2026-02-24 02:16 am (UTC)[And it's well noted for any future "parties" thrown by the fae rulers, of which Souji assumes there will be more to come.]
Mm. Sounds good.
[Yet despite his suggestion to cure their respective statuses with sleeping, Souji doesn't seem to be making any moves toward that end, content to keep holding his boyfriend close as they stand in the middle of the room.]
Your hair's gotten long. Are you thinking you'll keep it that way?
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Date: 2026-03-22 01:21 pm (UTC)[Yosuke sighs a bit dramatically at it all. Of course they can't have normal food and drink. Has to be fucked up somehow and make them act... different. (Two months ago, he would've thought 'weird', but that isn't the case anymore now, is it? No. "Different" is what it is now.)
Souji doesn't seem to be moving either, which is. Fine? It's fine, Yosuke decides. He kind of likes being held close like this, making his skin feel really warm-]
Huh? Oh- I mean. Not like there's a barber or anything here to cut it for me.
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Date: 2026-04-11 12:39 am (UTC)[Betcha didn’t know your boyfriend’s been cutting his own hair for many years, huh Yosuke? Souji gently rests his chin on Yosuke’s shoulder and softly sighs.]
What if this doesn’t wear off?
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Date: 2026-04-20 08:37 am (UTC)Then... I dunno. Guess we live with it and figure it out.
[It could be worse. It could be so, so much worse.]