Yagi is jeremy, you're michael, yagi's conscience is squip. Im putting the lemon symbol in the title, but theres no lemon, it's just really suggestive, also TEEN YAGI AND READER Y'ALL ARE LIKE EIGHTEEN
"So, do you wanna ride?" I asked, knowing the answer already.
The man's face flushed red at the tone in my voice. "Wh-What?" he asked, feigning innocence. "What's gotten into you?"
"What? Is it weird for a girl to want to go to Pinkberry with her boyfriend?"
"Well, no, but..."
"So, I'll ask you again," I said, grinning.
I closed the distace between us, taking his hand in my own.
"Do you wanna ride, do you wanna ride, do you wanna go far?" I asked, taking his nervous silence as a decent implication of what he was thinking.
"Do you wanna get, do you wanna get, do you wanna get inside my mother's car?" I absent-mindedly pointed to the vehicle behind me, practically seeing each thought that ran through his mind.
"Drive it on home, don't you say no. Yagi, can you be coerced?"
He couldn't even try to stutter a response to my questions, and it was almost laughable.
"Home in a snatch, only one catch, we gotta stop for frozen yogurt first."
The look on his face at that point was priceless, but, sasly, I didn't have a camera to catch a picture of it.
"Do you wanna ride, do you wanna ride, do you ride? Wanna go far?" I repeated. "Do you wanna get, do you wanna get, do you wanna get inside my mother's car?"
His breathing was fast, and I felt his heartbeat when I placed my hand on his chest.
"Drive it on home, don't you say no. Yagi, can you be coerced?"
With a strange confidence, his hands went to my waist, and I grinned.
"Home in a snatch, only one catch, we gotta stop for frozen yogurt first!"
He was still silent, so I used my final tactic; I grabbed the front of his shirt, pulling him down to my height.
"Pinkberry," I purred into his ear, and I felt a shiver go down his spine.
I heard a little laugh leave him, and he pulled away to smile down at me. "Okay, let's go."
"Awesome!" I grabbed his hand, and we began walking over to my mom's car.
