Yuri on ice Yurio x reader

I'm What??

*TRIGGER WARNING*

It's been about 1 and a half weeks since the 'accident' as everyone calls it now and you've just woken up after another restless night. You sat up and stretched, feeling a bit strange and slightly queasy. You stood up and felt yourself sway. You stumbled into the bathroom and held your hair behind your head. You sat like that for a moment before vomiting into the toilet. Over and over again, but you just felt worse. After about 20 minutes of this, you shakily stood up and washed your face. You walked down the stairs and saw Viktor sitting with Yuri and Yurio. Viktor turned round to say good morning but took 1 look at you and sprinted at you at full pelt. "Oh my god y/n what happened?? You look like you just saw a ghost!! Twice!!" You smiled weakly.
"I need to talk to you. Privately. Upstairs." He nodded and led you into his room and sat you down on his bed. "Now, what's wrong? What's happened?" You looked at him, and burst into tears. "I-I was in the bathroom Viktor. Puking. Non stop, what's happened to me? What's going on?" He looked at you with pure horror on his face and as white as a sheet. "Y/n. I hate, absolutely hate, to break this news to you, but...I think...you might be pregnant." You looked at him, wide-eyed and began sobbing again. "Why?? Why me?!" You choked, soaking his shirt. "Ssh, it's ok...it's going to be alright...we'll...get rid of it. You obviously don't want this child right? You're far too young. We'll get an abortion." He smiled lightly at you, reassuring you that everything will be ok in the end. You smiled at him, and nodded. "Thankyou Viktor. For everything."
"It's alright y/n...we'll get through this and we'll all be ok."

Yurio tried to hold in his tears as he ran back to his room. He had been listening through the door and couldn't believe his ears. Y/n was pregnant...and it was his fault. He pulled out a razor blade he had hidden in his bathroom cupboard and dragged it across his wrist. His tears mix with the blood, as pleasure shoots through his body. He hardly notices the pain and makes another deep cut. 3 cuts and he buts the razor away. He got a poor innocent girl pregnant. How could he have been so stupid? He washes his face and pulls his sleeve down to cover the cuts. He walks out and joins everyone at the table. He puts on a small fake smile and eats his bowl of cereal, glancing at his beautiful, unfairly pregnant, underage girlfriend. 'What did I do to deserve someone as perfect as you?' He thought, feeling like crying again.