My Li'l Cinnamon Roll | Yuri Plisetsky X Reader

Aches and Pains......

At around 11:46, Yurio and Y/N were already snuggled up warm in bed. Yurio's fever had managed to die down over the past few days, thanks to the gracious hospitality if their.... guest?

They were first conversing over what would happen at the tournament and all, before ending the chat to go to sleep. After only 2 minutes or so, Y/N shot up in need for the bathroom. A pee, to be precise.

She came back a few whole minutes later, scratching her head and cursing under her breathe.

'Hey, Yuri-chan, the local store is open 24 hours, right?'

'Huh? How woul-' Realisation hit him and his eyes bulges open. 'No, you're not going out in the middle of the night again!'

'Yuri-chan, seriously, it's round the corner, I'll only be a few minutes!'

'Nah, not happening-'

'Please, I have to!'

'Can't you just go in the morning? It isn't safe!' He sighed, sitting up on the bed.

'Yuri-'

'I'll come with you, in that case.' Her head fell into her hands, and she sat on the bed to whisper something in his ear.

'I need pads.'

Yurio remained motionless for many moments, Y/N just staring at him in bewilderment. His reply was sorta unexpected.

'Oh. I forgot. Eww.' He shuddered, before sighing and getting up.

'Fine. I'm still coming though.' Y/N smiled both relief and thanks, slipping on a pair of joggings and a jacket. They were about to leave before Mrs Katsuki stopped them

'Dears, it's late, let's go back inside, shall we?'

Y/N was about to protest, before Yurio stopped her.

'We'll be right back. She forgot her skates at the rink, so, we're picking them up before someone takes 'em or something.'

'Ahh! Right, good idea! Be safe, you two!' She bid them farewell and they left the house.

Once they walked a few minutes in silence, Y/N spoke.

'Thanks. But, you know she is a woman, so....'

'Yeah, but- well how do I put this... She doesn't have to know you're - you know - so there was no point in telling her.' He said this very quietly, keeping his gaze fixed on his shoes and blushing slightly.

Y/N looked at him, quite shocked, before giggling.

'How old are we, like, 15 and you're keeping my period dates a secret?!' Yurio blushed and shuddered at the last few words.

'Hey, that's kinda my job, OK?!' After hesitating, Yurio grabbed her hand, looking away. Y/N found this, too, surprising. Then again, he would only hold hands when they were alone. Like now, for instance.

'Hmm? And why's that?' She smirked, a sarcastic tone in her voice. 'Did you just suggest that you're my boyfriend now?'

He flushed a deep shade of crimson. 'M-maybe?! Cummon'!' He pulled her with the hand already in her grasp, walking faster and into the store. Thank God it was empty. I mean. It would go all over the news.