Pierre's PoV
YUKI had been avoiding me ever since the post.he hadn't read my messages or even looked at me in the garages.
-9PM,Singapore,hotel-
I had decided I was going to talk to him wether he wanted to or not.my knees weakens as I stood outside yuki's door.
-3rd person-
The Japanese driver stood only in shorts and a jumper which Pierre had recognised as his.
Yuki's eyes widened.
"What are you doing here Pierre"
"I'm here to talk YUKI please let me in"the taller driver said with a sympathetic look.
Yuki stood there for a while.
After a few minutes he has let the French driver in.Pierre walked towards the bed taking a seat. The Japanese driver later followed after he closed the hotel door.
There was an early silence for a while.
Pierre opened his mouth "Yuki"
The Japanese driver just looked towards the floor.
"Yuki I know you don't want to talk about it and I know you don't wanna see me just in case but I love you YUKI I really do
You mean everything to me , your the reason I smile, the reason I wake up in the mornings"
He came to a hold as the small drivers eyes filled with tears as they looked at each other.
A huge smile came across both there faces.
Within a second Yuki jumped on Pierre to hug him,this then knocked Pierre down.
"I've missed you so much,Pierre"the teary eyed driver said.
"I've missed you to mon Cherí"
They both sat up.YUKI sitting on the French man's lap, his legs EITHER side of his hips.
Pierre gently wrapped his arms around his waist.
"Movie?"
"CARS OML"Yuki screamed running to turned the tv on
This only left Pierre giggling at his now boyfriend
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a yukierre story
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