ℙ𝕚𝕟𝕜 𝕩 ℙ𝕦𝕣𝕡𝕝𝕖 [𝓪 𝓷𝓪𝓽𝓼𝓾𝓻𝓲 𝓯𝓪𝓷𝓯𝓲𝓬]

Bonus chapter: 3 years later

Natsuki POV

"Honey, I'm hooome!" I heard the all to familiar voice calling to me from the hallway. I dropped the avacodo I had been holding and rushed to the hallway, while Yuri was putting away her coat.

"Yuri!" I cried, throwing my hands around her waist.

"Hey!" She cried, hugging me around the shoulders.

She had been at university, where she was studying english literature, of course. I had never been interested in university, and was currently working at Tearooms and Books. The owner had no family execpt a sister who lived in the states, and so she offered to hand on the business to me when she retired, which would be a few years from now. Yuri was halfway through writing a book which she refused to show me until it was published.

"Mm, that smells nice... what're cooking?" Yuri asked, smelling the air as she followed me into the kitchen.

"Chicken fajitas!" I smiled at her, picking up the avocado and continuing to cut it. 

I watched Yuri's eyes follow the movement of the knife, but she merely smiled and said, "That sounds wonderful! I'll go put away my stuff then I'll come and help ok?"

I nodded, and she went off into the other room. The flat was pretty small, Yuri had moved out of her parents house right after graduation. Her parents had given her a decent amount of money to rent out a flat, and as soon as I graduated I moved in. It had taken a little while to adjust to, especially for Yuri, who had been living in a huge house all her life. 

I tipped the chopping board, watching the little cubes of avocado slide into the bowl, which would contain the guacamole. Monika and Sayori would be coming over soon, and I wanted to make something perfect. 

Yuri returned, wearing her lilac sweater and black skirt. She rolled up her sleeves, her arms bare apart from faint pinkish scars. She would be clean for three years next month. 

"So... what can I do?" She asked.

I hesitated for a fraction of a second, "You can chop the peppers." I said, passing her the bright red and yellow vegetables. Even though she was clean, the thought of Yuri with a knife made me a little uneasy. 

However, I had nothing to worry about. She chopped the peppers into thin slices and poured them into the glass tray, while I chopped some chicken, pouring it onto the same tray and emtying some olive oil on top.

Finally, the faijtas were all done, the only thing that we needed was Monika and Sayori. We flopped onto the couch. Yuri checking her phone, and me lying over her lap, reading a manga.

"So... did you miss me~?" Yuri asked. It would be cute if she didn't say it every time she came back from uni.

"Nope. I had a big ol' party while you were gone." I muttered. I had missed her, but I wasn't going to admit that.

She sighed, "Well... at least I missed you." She said, peeping over the top of my manga.

I smirked, lowering my manga, "Yeah yeah, we both know you can barely live without me."

"At least I can admit it." Yuri smirked back, purple eyes narrowed.

"I can so admit it!" I snapped, bringing my face up to Yuri's, my expression scrunched up in defiance.

"Oh yeah? Then admit it!" Yuri folded her arms.

"Fine!" I exclaimed "I missed you while you were gone! Happy!?"

Yuri smiled, "Very." she said, kissing me on the forehead, then getting up.

"Where are you going?" I asked.

"I don't know if you heard over your overwhelming love for me," She smirked, "But the doorbell's been ringing for the past minute. Monika and Sayori are here!"

I scrambled to my feet. Jeez, when did Yuri get so cocky? Still, I felt happy. This was good, he whole club reuniting. Living with Yuri...

Life was good.

Hey guysss 

Wrote a little bonus chapter for ya'll ;)

the reason its a bonus is because if i make a sequel it would be when theyre 18 not 21, this is just a little insight as to what their adult years are like

Anyways, I hope you enjoyed this chapter, and the whole story since it is finally completed!

Vote, comment and have a nice day <33