DDLC X Reader Oneshots

Empty Kettle 2 | yuri.chr

{yuri x gn!reader fluff}

Monika had dismissed everyone a bit earlier today, so you took Yuri home with you. You two had passed by a vending machine and bought some soda as promised. Yuri got a cherry flavoured one and you chose a melon one for yourself.

So there you were, sipping on your drink while walking home with Yuri. Gladly your parents were at work until very late, so they wouldn't worry about anything going on with the cuts.

You opened your bedroom door to Yuri and she shyly walked in. She sat at the end of your bed. "Alright, roll your sleeve up." You asked her, and she did as so. You sighed at the sight, her arm was fully covered in bloody cuts, some already becoming scars, and some still fresh.

That was when you remembered you didn't really know how treat wounds like that. You couldn't just wrap her in bandaids and wish for the best. You sighed again and placed your hands on your hips.

"Wait here, I'll go get some ice." You said, heading downstairs to the kitchen. You managed to fill a plastic bag with some ice from the freezer. Unsure, you decided to take an extra look around, to see if there was anything else that could help Yuri. You saw a clean towel on the counter and took that too.

You headed back and sat next to her on your bed. Taking a deep breath, you handed her the ice bag. "If it's too cold, wrap it with this towel." And you put the towel on her lap. She nodded and placed the bag of ice on her forearm.

"T-Thanks, (y/n)... It's really nice of you." Yuri muttered while rubbing the bag over her cuts. You simply stayed there, looking at her with sad eyes. You would never imagine someone like Yuri would have a cutting habit. All the times she went outside to fill the kettle for tea, did she use that alone time to cut herself? Did she even get over-excited enough to do that often? You hoped not.

"Y-Yuri, look, I know it might be hard for you, but the best thing to do about this is to stop cutting." She turned her head to you and looked into your eyes with furrowed brows. "This really isn't healthy..."

"I-I know... I'm sorry, (y/n)..." She said quietly, almost inaudible. "But I can't stop cutting, not now." Your (e/c) eyes widened and you stared aggressively into hers. She shyly looked at you, afraid of your gaze. "W-What is it...?"

"You have to at least try, Yuri." You told her in a clear decisive tone. "There are better ways to deal with over-excitement. I can even help you if you want." Her eyes shone, and she smiled genuinely at you.

"W-Would you really help me with t-that?" She stuttered, surprised at your kindness. You put your hand on her shoulder gently and nodded.

"Of course, Yuri. I'd be more than happy to help you with anything you need." Yuri grinned, and suddenly wrapped her arms around you in a tight hug. You were surprised at first but hugged her back. After a long moment of silence, you two disconnected.

"Alright, so I think we could put some ointment there." You suggested, standing up and heading to a drawer next to your writing desk. Inside it were lots of medicines and ointments you would usually give to Sayori whenever she got hurt. You grabbed one box of white ointment and opened it. Sitting next to Yuri again, you put some of its contents on your finger. "This might hurt a bit but just a little." You warned her, she nodded and looked down at her arm.

You spreaded the ointment all over her forearm and her body contracted in sudden pain. You apologized vaguely throughout the process and continued to pass your finger over her wounds in a more careful manner.

"And... it's... done!" You announced, rubbing your finger on your blazer to get rid of the stickiness. "Here, let me help you roll your sleeve down." You said, shifting closer and mildly putting Yuri's sleeve back down like it was before.

You two stood up, and you accompanied her to the door. "Thank you so much for everything, (y/n), but you don't need to take me home." She said, straightening a lock of hair nervously.

You looked at her worried. "Are you sure you're gonna be okay?" She just nodded as a response, you took a deep sigh. "Alright, but be careful."

"I will, thanks." She whispered to you. giving you a quick peck on the cheek before rushing out of your house. You stood there perplexed, blushing like crazy.

You slowly touched up to the cheek she kissed to feel it with the tips of your fingers. "S-See you tomorrow, I guess..." You stammered, still staring at the floor dumbfounded.