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Seta Souji ⬤ Persona 4
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[highsteaks]

[She stands up and holds her arms out. She decided somewhere along the cleaning that she likes Souji doing all this stuff for her. So she definitely wants him to help dress her too.]

I... I miss it. Snake-sempai is great and I think I needed to have a little time away from everyone... but I missed you. I even missed Rise. I was pretty awful at her before. I just--

I get stuck. Sometimes. When I feel mad at people or sad or whatever. You know?

[fridgeninja]

It's not the same for me, but... I get stuck, too. It's why I wasn't telling anyone what had happened to me, or what I was thinking.

[He works while he talks, offering one piece of clothing after another and helping her pull them on, keeping the contact as gentle, as soothing as he can.]

That's why we have each other. To reach out to, and work through it. It's okay to need time to yourself... but we're still here for you.

[highsteaks]

[She manages to smile at that.]

I-- wondered. If maybe you might. I'm glad? I mean. Not that you do get stuck because it sucks. But that you understand.

[fridgeninja]

Me, too.

[She has underwear on now, and he helps her into the track pants - but to get the shirt and bra on, she'll need to shrug out of the jacket, first.]

There are some things we should talk about, but - I'd really just like to curl up next to you and sleep, tonight. Maybe take a shower together?

[He's not suggesting sex after something so drastic just happened to her, just... closeness. Comfort. Being next to her.]

[highsteaks]

[To her credit, Chie does figure that out when it's time. She'll lay the jacket down very gently on the bench she'd been sitting on before.]

Yeah, that sounds-- nice. We should do that.

[fridgeninja]

Good.

[He picks up the bra, then hesitates.]

... I've never put one of these on before.

[highsteaks]

[WELP. Did he grab a sports bra or a regular bra?]

[fridgeninja]

[Sports bra. He sees her in those more often.]

[highsteaks]

It's not hard, Souji. It's made of stretchy stuff, so I just pull it over my head.

[She'll even demonstrate.]

[fridgeninja]

I'm usually a little distracted.

[highsteaks]

Yeah, I noticed.

[Help her with her shirt?]

[fridgeninja]

[That he knows how to do, holding it up so her arms can find the sleeves, and helping pull it down onto her.]

Maybe tomorrow...

[highsteaks]

[He's such a good, helpful boyfriend.]

... tomorrow?

[fridgeninja]

I'd like to be distracted by you again, if that's not too soon.

[highsteaks]

I... think it'll be okay? But if not then, maybe in a day or two.




... I'm sorry. About running off. I just-- I couldn't trust myself. You know? So I got myself out of the way.

[fridgeninja]

If that's what you need, it's okay.

I just want you to know that I'm here to help, too. The way you're feeling, what you're afraid of...

You don't need to be alone.

[highsteaks]

[She gives him a tight little nod.]

I'm scared I'll just... I don't know. It's hard to explain, but it's overwhelming and terrifying.

Just. I don't want to be alone. Sometimes it feels like you're the only one I have. And Yukiko isn't here and I guess I didn't grow up and out of being stupid obsessed with her like I thought because it hurts.

I got so mad at Rise for not being her...

[fridgeninja]

... Have you told her you're sorry, yet?

[He asks without any strong emphasis. He wants to let her off easily, but... he has to be honest, and he knows letting her off the hook isn't going to help things in the long run.]

I don't think it would help for me to be in the middle, but... she's worried about you.

[highsteaks]

Sort of. I kind of rambled? Sometimes when I write things down it all comes out at once unless I'm taking a lot of care that it doesn't.

I messaged her.

The general intent was that I was sorry. I think she got that.

[fridgeninja]

It's worth being sure. Sometimes the best apologies are just two words long.

[highsteaks]

[She nods.]