How Could You? (Souyo)

Won't Go

Yuna18: I just need to prepare
dinner, that's all.

JunezPrince2000: oh lmao

I can practically feel his relief.

JunezPrince2000: 4 ur uncle?

Yuna18: Yeah.

JunezPrince2000: well i bet hes
expectin gr8 things from u

JunezPrince2000: ill leave u
2 it ig

Yuna18: Talk later?

JunezPrince2000: fs

~~~

Yosuke's POV:

Fuck. I've done it again. I've weirded her out.

I just thought that... I dunno... We could talk about stuff like that. I thought... we were on that level of intimacy. I didn't think she'd be opposed to it..

Please, don't leave again...

I get too cocky. That's my problem. If Yu were in my shoes, he'd know what to do. He'd understand her. He'd know to take it slow. He wouldn't pressure her.

...But there never will be a 'her' for him, will there?

I bite my tongue.

Just... Just me.

I blink rapidly, holding my breath.

I can't help but think about what it would be like if I asked something like that of him.

...No doubt he'd be down for it. Weirdo...

I turn my cell over.

...Nah. Yu's... a good guy.

He just... Fuck, I don't know.

I give up on him. On trying to understand him, and everything else.

Because it's impossible. He told me to my face: he can't be himself around me.

Is that my fault..?

~~~

Yu's POV:

I'm cutting up the veggies when I hear the front door open.

"Welcome back—" I begin.

But he slams the keys down on the table, fist to the wall. "I'm only gonna ask you this once."

"...What?" I drop the knife, turning to face him.

"Where the hell are they?"

"I don't understand."

"The files, Yu," he yells, pounding the wall.

I shrink back against the counter. "I- I don't know."

"Don't fucking lie to me," he snaps, whipping his head around. "I know you have them."

"I swear, I—"

"Give me them now, Yu," he grunts. "Final warning."

"Uncle, I swear—"

He storms towards me, hands raised. I try to move, but he's too quick. He wraps his hands around my neck, squeezing hard.

"Tell me where the fuck those files are!"

"P-Please..." I splutter.

My heart is racing like crazy, and all I can think of is that time I was in his position. The time I had my hands around Yosuke's throat. Only now can I imagine the pure terror he felt. ...The terror I made him feel.