Persona x Reader

Tohru Adachi x Fem!Reader (P4)

After saying goodbye to the cashier, you hummed slightly to yourself, happy with your haul. Cooking was a hobby of yours, and you were always wanting to try out new recipes. Luckily the large store had pretty much everything, so your shopping bags were always filled to the brim. The only problem was that sometimes you were spoiled for choice! 

After looking online, there were a lot of things you wanted to give a shot of cooking. Due to that you ended up getting a lot as usual, and found yourself struggling to walk steadily. You were just exiting the doors when you mis-stepped, your ankle twisting uncomfortably. You squeezed your eyes shut as you stumbled before catching yourself. Unfortunately the bags had fell, the contents now on the floor. 

"Agh." A voice spoke, sounding displeased but still light-hearted. "I just got this suit washed, too."

"Huh?" You opened your eyes, seeing a man around your age. A milk carton had burst open, which was now on his clothes. 

"Oh, I'm so sorry!" You quickly apologised. 

He sighed. "It's nothing. Wouldn't be the first time I had to visit the dry cleaners." 

His joking tone had you relax, and you raised your head. "Still..."

"You're not too lucky yourself."

You looked at him questionably before realising your bags were still spilt haphazardly across the Junes floor. You ducked down to gather them up, your hand freezing when another went for the same item. 

You glanced upwards to see the man smile as he began to pack your bags, then stood up to hand it to you. "Lotta stuff there. Are you a chef or something?"

You took it, nodding gratefully with a small laugh. "No, sadly. I just love to cook. I do it whenever I can."

"Huh, makes sense." He replied. "If you were a chef you could be in a whole lot better places than here." 

You tipped your head, puzzled by his statement. "You don't like Inaba?"

He shrugged. "I've just seen enough of it, is all. Had enough petty cases to deal with too..."

"A case?" You echoed before your face lit up with curiosity. "Are you a detective?"

The man seemed taken aback by you positivity, eyes widening slightly before he answered. "Yeah, basically. It really isn't as interesting as they make it look in the movies though."

"I see." You responded. "I'm sure you're a helpful assist to the team though!"

"Yeah, to make coffee." He said with a light scoff. His dissatisfaction quickly faded however as he smiled sat you. "Hey, what's your name?"

"Me? Oh, my name's Y/n." You clumsily fumbled with your shopping bags, hauling them up your arm as you held out your hand. "Y/n L/n!"

He covered his surprise with a joking grin, shaking it quickly. "Tohru Adachi. You sure you're gonna make it home in one piece with all that?"

"Yeah, I'll be okay!" You replied heartily, but your face clashed your words as your expression tensed at the weight. 

"Jeez, you're like one of those sad animals commercials." Adachi laughed slightly. "Let me give you a hand." 

"Are you sure? You don't have to!" You told him worriedly, watching as he took your bags into his hands. 

"It's nothing. Gives me an excuse to take a break from work anyways." He said. "Can't get me in trouble if I'm helping locals, right?"

You began to laugh with him. "That's very true. Well, if it's fine with you..."

Now with even sets of bags, the two of you left Junes properly and were now on one of the many familiar streets of Inaba. Your gaze flickered to Adachi to see him sigh as he looked around.