Hush

Souji had always hated the “sshhhh” sound people make when someone consoles a crying person. To him, the sound is belittling and agitating, making the tears immediately disappear as a scowl of fury embeds itself on his face. But this, this was different. He didn't know if it was because somehow Yosuke’s arms were warmer than the few he’d experienced, if it was the quiet music he can hear coming from the brunette’s headphones, or even if it was just the fact that it’s Yosuke and this feels so right that it completely overrides everything else. All Souji knows is that in this moment, for the first time in his life, he doesn’t seem to mind the “sshhh” consoling words he used to despise so much.