(miso soup mention. i lauuuvvvv miso soup. ty for two glorious yosuke requests whoever requested this keep them coming pls youre my goat. accidentally posted this on my main acc so i'll post it on both)

You weren’t exactly subtle about being sick, what with the way you’d been sniffling, coughing, and groaning all day—but Yosuke didn’t realize just how bad it was until you stopped replying to his texts and skipped hanging out.

He showed up at your house with a plastic bag full of supplies: tissues, cough drops, sports drinks, and a container of miso soup that he absolutely did not make himself.

“Yo,” he called, nudging your door open. “I brought the cavalry.”

You were bundled up in blankets on the couch, eyes half-lidded, nose red, and hair a complete mess. You gave a weak grunt in response, which he took as permission to enter.

“Damn, you look like you got hit by a bus,” he said, immediately softening when you shot him a tired glare. “A really… adorable, pitiful little.. person who got hit by a bus. Sorry, that was dumb.”

You didn’t have the energy to smack him.

He set the bag down, grabbed the soup, and crouched beside you, carefully spooning some out and holding it up. “Open up. Say ‘ahh,’ c’mon.”

You tried to rasp out a protest, to which he interrupted:

“Too bad. I ran through the rain with a Junes bag full of medicine and soup for you. Let me be the doting nurse just this once.”