Yukio Okumura X Reader OS

hello again 1

    "[Y/n]-chan, I'm sorry we couldn't finish this assignment together. I wasn't being careful, and everything just happened so quickly I didn't-"

    "It's not your fault," you insisted. "I'm not hurt that bad, so no sweat." Adjusting yourself on the hospital bed, you sat up, leaning into the soft pillows that your back rested on. You were both 13 years old, on your way to become exorcists. During an exam, you had injured yourself, which had delayed your training and studies for several weeks.

    "I'm sorry." Yukio lowered his head shamefully, avoiding looking you in the eyes.

    "Hey, it's okay. If you weren't there, it would be a lot worse."

    "That doesn't make me feel any better, y'know." he said, slightly raising his head.

    "Saying that won't make me feel any better either, you butt." you lightly joked, causing him to look up at you. He gave you a weak smile, but the atmosphere between the two of you was still gloomy.

    "I heard Dad say that you'll be left behind because of your rest." Yukio said, his voice slightly hushed. "He said we won't be able to train together anymore."

    You fell silent.

    "[Y/n]? This is goodbye, isn't it?"

    Realizing what he said, you gave him a small nod, clenching you fists under the hospital sheets.

    You both sat there for a while, thinking of what to say next. Managing to let out a few emotions, you took one last look at the dark haired boy in front of you.

    "Goodbye Yukio."
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    "Yukio!" Shiro yelled from another room. "We're leaving soon. Hurry up in there!"

    "Goodbye [y/n]." Yukio got up from his chair and waving at you before leaving the room.

    Is this it? Is this goodbye?

    You heard quick footsteps approaching you room, and you felt something in your stomach twist.

    It was Yukio. He came back.

    He gave you another sad smile before leaning over your bed and giving you a quick kiss on the lips. Pulling back and running out, he left.

    Now you knew for sure he's gone.

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    Is that Yukio? You thought to yourself. It had been two years since you had last seen him. He was still all dark hair, bright eyes, and sweet smiles. You walked quickly towards a room at the edge of the hallway, careful not to be noticed.

    "[Y/n]-chan? Is that you?" a calm voice said behind you.

    "Hi Yukio-kun." you said as you turned around with halfhearted smile on your face. Walking towards you, he gave you a small smile, relieved that you had taken notice of him.

    "[Y/n]-chan, what are you doing here? Are you visiting?" he asked you.

    "Heh, no, not really. I've gotten a job here. At the cram school." you said. 

    "As a teacher? Have you really caught up with your studies?" he asked, lifting his hand to rub at the back of his neck. His face was tinted a light shade of pink.

    "Mhmm, but I'm still a bit behind you because of what happened in the field exam." Man, I shouldn't have mentioned that. Yukio was suddenly quiet, and the pink from his face faded. "I'm sorry I brought that up. I shouldn't have."

    "No, it's fine." he cleared his throat. "So, what group do you teach?" 

    "I'm not sure, they haven't given me a schedule yet."

    "I'll give you a tour if you like." he said. "Classes are over for the week right now, so I won't be disturbing any students."

    "Yeah, sure! I've gotten worse at navigation, so this will probably help." you smiled at up him, no longer halfheartedly. "You've gotten taller, Yukio-kun. It's nice."

    Upon hearing this, he grew red again and let out a small laugh. You've definitely gotten more beautiful, [y/n]. Yukio thought to himself. "Thank you, [y/n]. Ah, I know where to start, the classrooms!" he said. Gently, he took hold of your hand and pulled you along with him.