[He sucks in fresh air, letting the sun warm his face as he shoves half of his body outside to try to clear his head. It was too much. It's everything he can do to try to let this refresh him a little, but that small little word- partner- floats through his ears and he can feel his heart drop and his face burn in guilty embarrassment. It was subtle, but Yosuke can hear it, his jaw dropping as his mind goes places that he's never dared to go before. The teen can't even bear to turn around and look at his friend; no, his boyfriend, a word that he hasn't quite associated with the two of them yet.

It was still surreal to think about. But the warm sensation that rises up in his chest was an indicator of it, more than anything else. Yosuke gulps, and turns slowly around to see Yu trying to find something clearly buried in his covers. He thanks everything that Yu isn't staring at him, and does whatever he can to regain his composure. This, of course, is done by getting angry.]

Go ahead and do your stupid walking by yourself! And keep your eyes to yourself too! Jerk.

[He realizes that Yu, as always, was trying to get him riled up again. He walks back over to the bed, making sure Yu was okay first, then starts to help him dig through the covers for whatever it is the other was looking for. His face is clearly still flushed.]

What are we even looking for anyway...you shoulda waited so I coulda helped you out of bed.