12-Important Questions

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You just sat there shocked.

Yuri just kissed you.

Yuri just kissed you.

Yuri fucking Plisetsky just kissed you.

You quickly became very flustered, so you did what you had been doing since you were a toddler.

You hid your face in Yuri's sweater.

For some reason, even when he was only four, Yuri always seemed to be wearing a sweater of some kind.

One time in grade five, you and Yuri were presenting a project on First Nation tribes and you mispronounced a tribe name. You became really embarrassed, and you shoved your face into his chest.

It seemed that you were doing the same now, five years later. He just hugged you, and put his chin on your head.

"Awww, baby Yurio got himself a girlfriend!" You heard Viktor coo.

"hEY, I'M NOT HIS GIRLFRIEND YET ASSHOLE!" You yelled back.

"Yet?" Yuri emphasized to embarrass you further.

"Well, I don't see you asking me out." You replied sassily.

By now you were off of Yuri's chest, but you seemed to still be leaning on him.

"Well then, Y/n, will you be my girlfriend?" Yuri asked.

"Aha, ha, sure I guess." You replied.

On the outside, you were still leaning onto Yuri and feeling fairly calm, but on the inside you were dead.

A/n
THIS IS THE SHORTEST FUCKING CHAOTER I HAVE EVER WROTE AND IM HAVING NO MOTIVATION TO WRITE IM SO SORRY

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