Violets are Red- Yuri X Male reader- DDLC Yuri Fanfiction-Novella

Chapter 5: A Shower

Making the decision to stay silent I tried let Yuri enjoy herself as the film began. Having not even got past the first scene with Bilbo and the Shire I glanced back towards Yuri. Completely mesmerized Yuri's jaw gaped open, eyes stood still but wide and her arms rested floppily at her sides as she sat upwards in her seat, gaping, staring. Something about someone so intelligent, shy and articulate like Yuri being subdued and lessened in such a way made her irresistibly cute. I just couldn't stop staring at her as she stared at the screen both of us locked on the thing we desired. Eventually I broke my gaze from Yuri as an advertisement snapped her out of her trance with the television. As if having been brought back to this reality Yuri glanced around the room before quickly wiping away a thin strand of saliva that had receded out her gaping mouth.

Having full knowledge of what she must have done Yuri took a flustered look at me and the walls around her before burrowing her head, now a dark red, into her purple locks. "Im so sorry" she barely mentioned, "it was just so colourful, and moving and, and." Yuri's body stiffens. "You probably hate me for acting so-" I had already seen where this goes so instead I decided to interject. "Yuri, its O.K TV can be... Enthralling at times" I tried to speak on her level "I don't hate you, if anything its nice to see someone so intensely focused on something I enjoy".

Yuri's head returns to a healthy pink and begins to unfurl from her hair. "Thanks Alex, I know sometimes I can be... thank you". In response I quickly finalize her statement, "It's O.K Yuri thanks for caring". We proceed to review the rest of the film, this time Yuri tried very hard to simply view rather than indulge, at some points she seemed to drift off but quickly corrected herself. As the movies ending rolled around Yuri questioned me as to what other films were on.

From there we watched several horrors of very gruesome detail. It seemed that we talked much more during these except I was terrified as Yuri just giggled when even the most frightening aberration lumbered onscreen. We ended up sitting a lot closer as Yuri was cold and I needed something to hold onto that wasn't shaking as I was. As the time ticked by 10.48 Yuri suggested we go to bed. Honestly she couldn't have had a better idea because as much as it entertained her, seeing more than 500 people mutilated in the past three hours seemed to be affecting me in a detrimental way.

As I switched off the set for Yuri she put the remotes into their organised places atop the TV as we went our separate ways. I, went straight for the stairs while Yuri stayed to switch off the lights and presumably carry out another duty I was unaware of. I edged along the narrow hallway and turned the knob to my room.

Exhausted I didn't even flip on the light or change clothes let alone brush up as I burrowed into Yuri's comfortable guest bed. Incredibly tired for a reason which did not present itself I drifted off to sleep faster than Yuri could climb her flight of stairs.

-Noise

-Vibration

-Noise

-Hair and eyes painted through noise

-Noise and vibration

-Noise and ice

-Ice

-Cold

-Cold

-It's cold

I awoke in a shudder clutching my body in a very awkward position as I became consciously aware of the aching freeze that had overcome me whilst I had slept. Yuri's bed may have been well endowed with comfort but the duvet was not made of a quilted or stuffed material causing me to freeze. Unsurprisingly as I glanced outside the window it was snowing hard.

-If it keeps this up we might miss school. The Terror.

The plan was to stay at Yuri's over the weekend but if the snow had a say it wouldn't be too surprising if tomorrow we were both snowed in.

Still in bed I decided to get out, attracted to the prospect of movement by the chilliness of the mattress, it provided no comfort for me now. Still fully clad in yesterdays clothes, their crustiness alleviated by the cold, I stepped outside my door and immediately was hit by a draft which chilled me like death, not even cold, just painful. Still tired and rubbing my eyes I approached the bathroom door to freshen up, my ears not monitoring the running of shower water. I opened the door just as I removed my hand from my eyes I was hit with a torrent of steam and came face to face with a massive, horrified pair of violet eyes.

Not even moving my mouth from the lock of clenched teeth it had now been contorted into I took a momentous step back and feebly shut the door allowing it to softly and slowly click back into place. In an attempt to comprehend, now fully awake, what had happened I tried to reconcile on one fact that was positive about the situation rather than dissolve into hysterics.

-Well I didn't look down that's a plus. 

...

Or a minus.

Thinking about maybe the one thing I did right being a possible missed opportunity for an already ruined situation, I took one last look at my limited options before disappearing back into my room. I sighed, not one of relief but one of realization. I knew what Yuri would do. Best case scenario she wouldn't talk to me for the rest of the day. Worst she might isolate herself from me completely which is something that would probably break me as a person. I can't say how long I sat on the edge of my bed watching the window. Felt like an eternity, was probably around fifteen minutes when I heard a voice at my door. "Alex?" she called as meekly as ever from the other side.

-She's going to tell me to leave. Not like this...

At that moment I heard Yuri brush aside the door and enter the room. For a moment I couldn't place her movement, it was impossible she was- Moving over to the bed, sitting next to me. Still I looked out the window, Yuri's delicate breaths provided some comfort despite the conversation I believed was coming. But instead of telling me to leave or starting to cry. Yuri looked out the window with me as we both watched the snow falling outside, the subtle wisps of frozen matter cascade in spirals against the wind. 

"Alex, I know you didn't mean to" Yuri struggled hard put managed to speak none the less "didn't mean to look and, well" Yuri to my amazement didn't sound sad or frightened but almost happy in a way.

"I didn't mind.".

 Those words hit me like a truck, full force, and made me open my eyes for both the fact that Yuri was fine, and that..., and that she....

.

I expected Yuri to apologize, to turn red, retract her statement or something! But she only smiled, rose slowly to her feet and left the room. Leaving me and a mound of questions to drown in sublime relief.

She didn't mind.