Persona 5 X Reader A Series of One Shots

What Did Ya Buy? • Ryuji Sakamoto • Shy Reader

Warning - "I always cuss. It wouldn't be me without it! Haha... All jokes aside, we get pretty serious in this one. Clothes are gonna come off. Yeah."

|Three weeks after your intimate cuddle time on the couch, Sunday, your apartment|

Ryuji calls you. He never really calls, just texts. You were wondering if this was a joke or something. You check your pulse: alive, you check the date: March 24th, not April Fool's day, you check your temperature: not dying. So, you pick up the phone.

"Hey! You called this time, what's wrong?"

"Nuthin's wrong I just," his voice lowered. "Miss ya, is all."

You heart: tense.

"I miss you too, Yuji. What have you been up to?"

"We're waitin' on a change of heart, right now. Not much has been goin' on."

"Do you wanna come over? I've been wanting to try and do all that stuff again, you know?..." You blush.

"Oh, like- OH," he caught on. "I-Okay I can come over today if ya want. It's no big deal."

"Are you sure?"

"Y-Yeah! I've been missin' ya, anyway. Yer snuggles are always the best."

'I want to try... more than that stuff.' You thought, but didn't dare say aloud, and over the phone.

"I dunno, yours are pretty good, too," you tease.

He chuckles. "I'll see you soon, okay?"

"Okay, Yuji, see you."

/ click

You lock your phone and set it on the coffee table. You looked around your apartment. There isn't anything left to clean or put away. It's always tidy, because there isn't enough stuff around to be get out of place. You tap your foot nervously.

'I-I wanna see him now. I don't... I don't know what I should be doing. I feel like I should be doing something productive. I... should prepare... If I wanna do that stuff with him. But I don't know what... s-size to get... Damn it!'

You pat your face, your hands feel cold against your warm cheeks. You check the time.

'He should be here in about 10-20 minutes if he is leaving from home. Roughly 30 if he's coming from LeBlanc.'

You stand up, grab your wallet, lock your door and head out to the gas station around the corner. You walk in and look around, feeling like everyone's eyes are on you. You get flustered at the varying sizes and brands. You quickly whip out your phone and search for the most trusted brand among your current options and then proceeded to look up averages.

'T-This doesn't really help!... I-I can't just ask him... I mean, I could but... No!...'

You just grab three different sizes and awkwardly walk up to the cashier. You set all three of the little boxes down on the counter. The cashier rings them up, but asks how old you are.

"I-I'm of consenting age..." you shyly reply while handing them the money due.

They hand you a small bag with all of your items in it. "There, have a nice night!"