So Pretty || Yuri Lowell

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Yuri couldn't help but shake off feeling that he was being watched... Very carefully.

Slowly, he turned around, gray eyes searching for the source of his discomfort. The tavern he was in was rather busy tonight, probably because there were some small local guilds celebrating. But so far it seemed like they were all preoccupied.

That is until he saw you.

You were sitting a few tables back. From the look of things, you were probably a member of one of those guilds but remained away from their boisterousness. You were leaning into the palm of one of your hands, your large [e/c] eyes focused attentively on him.

Raising an eyebrow, Yuri casually asked, "can I help you?"

You blinked, snapping out of your thoughts. When you realized that the question had been directed toward you, you immediately broke out into a grin. Then you shifted your arms so that both your elbows were placed on the table with your chin resting across your laced fingers.

"You're very pretty, Mister."

Your answer so was simple, yet curt that it left Yuri feeling slightly flustered. Nonetheless, the swordsman decided to amuse you.

"Oh?" He smirked slightly. "I don't exactly like the word 'pretty'."

You giggled in response, eyes dancing in amusement. "But that's exactly what you are. You're really oh-so-pretty."

Yuri's smirk widened. He wasn't the type of talk so freely with strangers, especially since now he was labeled a wanted criminal by the Empire. But something deep in his gut just wouldn't let this go. It wasn't every day he'd get openly-admired by a pretty girl.

A little bit of harmless flirting wouldn't hurt now, would it?

"You're quite pretty yourself."

You immediately flushed red in embarrassment, having been completely caught off guard by his words. You didn't think you were too pretty, seeing that you didn't spend much time on your appearance. You always kept your hair tied back in order to keep it out of your face, and you always wore the exact same thing. You didn't think you'd really stand out, especially compared to some other girls. The compliment gave you a fluttering sensation in the pit of your stomach. So you blushed and didn't really try to hide it either.

"Aw, thanks." You leaned back on your chair and giggled.

Yuri tilted his head before gesturing toward the empty seat across from him. "Care to join me?"

"Oh, Yuri."

The swordsman's smile instantly dropped into a frown. He knitted his brow in confusion, trying to figure out just how in the world you knew his name. Had he told you already? No... That didn't seem quite right.

"It's really a shame," you continued in a sweet tone. "That I have to arrest someone as pretty as you." With that, you stood up, drawing Yuri's eyes to your outfit.

His dark eyes visibly grew wide as the reality of the situation sank in.

God damn it.

You were an Imperial Knight.

FIN

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