Yurio x Reader A Week in November

Part XII

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I woke up with a huge pain coming from my neck and the sound of quiet breathing. I tried to sit up, but something or someone was laying on top of me. Whoever it was made a groaning noise and shuffled a little on top of me. I opened my eyes to see only blonde hair blocking my view from the room.

Who the hell is sitting on top me?

The person moved again and, to my luck, their hair fell off my face. The sight almost killed me. Yurio's face was pressed firmly onto my shoulder, his eyes closed softly and his expression was calm and almost cute.

Nope. Nope. Nope. I am not going to be doing that again.

My face was only a few inches from his and as the realization hit me, My face grew a dark color of red. Yurio was so... peaceful and here I was, my neck off the side uncomfortably over the side of the plushy sofa and crushed by my opponent-to-be for the Finals next week. I looked around the room for Nordan or at least a sign of her and then I saw a piece of paper on the table in front of the couch. I had to lean up to really get a good look at it, so I just gave up and tried to move my head on the back cushion. When I moved Yurio made another grumbling noise until he sat up with a huge blush across his face and was straddling me.

"Get off me," Yurio grumbled.

"What do you mean?" I grumbled back," You're the one on top of me, so get off."

Yurio rolled his eyes and moved his head his head closer to me, "And what if I don't want to?"

"Then I'll have to make you."

"And how would you do that?" Yurio's face was less than an inch away from mine and was getting closer by the second.

"Then I'll do this," I state as I raise my knee up and hit him hard in the groin.

"WHAT THE HELL!" Yurio yelled as he fell off the couch and landed on the floor, almost hitting the coffee table.

I at least know he was joking. He probably would have pulled away any way and I DEFINITELY did not want to KISS that weirdo.

I laughed at Yurio and felt my face cool off and the pressure lift off, making me give off a sigh of relief. I grab the note off of the coffee table and unfold it carefully. Yurio was still laying on the floor glaring at me.

Dear (Y/N),

I am sorry I came back so late last night. I was so busy shopping that I lost track of time and you wouldn't believe what I saw when I came back. I saw THE Yuri Plisetsky in my hotel room, laying on top of my student. I put a blanket on top of you both and turned off the lights and then went across the hall and talked to his coach. He was looking everywhere for him and when I told him where he was, he was mad, but I told him that I would take care of it. Anyway, now I am leaving to go get you guys some food from whatever restaurant I can find that sells some kind of food that I know you will like. I am sorry, once again, for not telling you and to make up for it I have a surprise I will give you when I get back and when Yurio is gone. You two have fun, but just not TOO much fun. I still have to share a room with you guys and the Nintendo System doesn't settle well with sleeping. I am really annoyed with Mario's voice and that song won't get out of my head. Anyway, be back soon and have fun.

Love, Amelie

Yurio sat next to me, shaking my shoulder.

"Do you have anything to eat?" Yurio asks.

"No," I say, "Amelie is out getting some. I have to go out to the market later, anyway."

"I'll go," Yurio says, "You owe me some Pork Cutlet Bowls for dinner and I want it to happen and the only way I can guarantee that you are going to keep that promise is if I go with you."

"I love how I know that you really just want to spend time with me~" I tease as I poke my finger at Yurio's chest.

"Yeah, right," yurio says, "Why would I like to spend time with an idiot."

"Because you obviously like me,"

I love teasing Yurio. He get's this face and it's just hilarious to make fun of. Look. There it is!

Yurio gives me the face and then spits at me, "like I would like someone that has spit all over their face."

"What the hell!" I wipe the spit off my face and scowl at him, "and you want me to cook for you tonight."

"Well, then you shouldn't have invited me over then," Yurio says as he stands up and opens the door, "I'll be back in a few minutes. Try not to cry yourself to sleep because of my rejection."

"Wh-" he slammed the door and I heard his heavy footsteps lead to his room where I heard him open the door. Instantly, he was greeted with his coach yelling at him.

I sigh and brush my hair from my face. My hair was matted and filthy and I was still wearing my outfit from last night. I smelled my dress and it reeked of Yurio.

I need to take a shower and get some new clothes. Then, I'll come back out and check my texts and crap.

I head for the shower and take off my clothes. I turn the silver knob to my favorite temperature and sigh once again. I look at myself in the mirror and see that my face was beet red from this morning's events.

Like hell I want Yurio to kiss me and like hell am I letting him get that close to me ever again. I am never dating anyone ever again till I am twenty. Fifteen is way to young of an age for dating. It is almost impossible to find true love so young. I don't even think I have a true love. I just don't have time for guys...

I frown and notice with a start that my shower was ready.

"OH CRAP!" The water had gotten cold! "I can't stand cold showers!"

I jump into the shower despite how much I didn't want to and quickly take my shower. I grab my towel 10 minutes later after turning off the water and dry my hair first. I dry off my body quickly and change into my spare change of clothes. I grab my blow dryer and hairbrush and take 30 minutes humming my favorite song, not hearing the door to my room open. I brush my hair one last time before I put the dryer away and leave the room. Instantly, I spot Yurio sitting on my bed playing Mario Kart.

He was yelling at the T.V. profusely and slamming my controller onto my bed.

"HEY!" I yell," YOU CAN'T TREAT MY STUFF LIKE THAT!"

"Oh, it looks like the mermaid decided to get out of the water and join the humans," Yurio says, ignoring my complaints once again.

"What is wrong with you?" I ask

"It's more like, what's wrong with you?" Yurio smirks and picks up another controller and tosses it to me. I catch the remote with ease and furrow my eyebrows.

"You really think you can beat me?" I ask

"I can take you on any day, anytime, (Y/N)."

We played Mario Kart for another half hour before Amelie returned with our food and then complained about me breaking the one rule of playing Mario Kart while she was out. It was an amazing morning, full of jokes and laughter and stories of when we were younger.

I think I'll have to tell him soon.