Yukio Okumura X Reader OS

Games

Raindrops scattered themselves across the filthy window pane. It was raining harshly on the opposite side of the window. The sky was painted with various grays, almost like a mural. 

Currently, you were set on a wooden chair staring through the glass. A sudden chill hit your skin, goose bumps starting to form. You grabbed a cozy blanket from the bed next to you, wrapping it around your freezing Body.

Right now, you were one of the few students in the dorm. Most of the attending students of True Cross Academy were in class. And yet here you were, staring out the window, chillier than Frosty the Snowman.

Amidst your constant shivering, there was an abrupt knock on your door. Eyes widening slightly in surprise, you turned towards the oak door behind you.

Who could it be? The thought crossed your mind. Had your roommate forgotten a textbook? Or was it some kind of prank?

The sound of the brass handle turning put a sudden detour in your train of thoughts. 

All of a sudden, the door swung open with a slam, causing you to yelp and nearly topple out of your seat.

Gazing at the familiar figure at the door, you narrowed your eyes indignantly.

"Oh. Hello, Yukio." You gave the brunette a greeting, your voice as flat as a skipping-stone.

He appeared to be very bothered, as if Rin broke his glasses; you also happened to sense stress coming from him. The eyebrows on his attractive face started to twitch with annoyance, fists clenching. The young teen had started to stride towards you, wet boots squeaking on the wooden floor. Once he reached you, he kneeled down so that you were face-to-face. 

"(y/n)..." Yukio began between a mutter and a growl. Damn, he was really trying to keep his composure.

"Yo." You replied back with a bit of sarcasm engulfing your flat tone.

The exorcist flinched once again. You figured it was out of slight anger from your sarcastic reply. And besides, you had an idea as to why he was acting so hostile.

"Why are you here?" Yukio asked, trying to be calm. His voice, however, was filled with what appeared to be arrogance. "It's the eighth period of the day, and you aren't even in class." 

Irritation and raindrops stained his beautiful Features.

Blinking, you slowly inched closer to the brunette's face before taking your pointer finger and jamming it into his mole-covered forehead.

"Ah!" Yukio jumped at the sudden, somewhat painful, contact.

"More importantly..." you muttered in a normal tone, your finger glued to his forehead. "Why are you in the girls' dorm?"

With turquoise orbs, the young teen practically shot you a look that said I-am-so-done-dealing-with-you-right-now. Smirking in reply, you ruffled his hair before tucking your arm back into your blanket cocoon.

"I'm just kidding." You informed him with a hint of amusement in your voice. Oh, how fun it was to tease the adorable Yukio Okumura.

With crossed arms and cheeks tinted the dustiest shade of pink, the brunette turned to the side.
He seemed to shrug it off immediately, turning back your way; you felt the serious manner floating around him.

"Answer my question, (y/n)," he said commandingly, finally able to keep composure.

"Ughhhhhhhhhh." A growl rose in the back of your throat. "Well, there's no excuses, huh?"
Yukio cocked an eyebrow. "I'd like to see you try." He pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose.

"Awww." A whine left your body. "Well...it's because..." Your voice halted, eyes avoiding contact with those of the exorcist.

"What?" he asked expectantly. "As your teacher and friend, I need to know where you are. Your math teacher informed me that you were not in class, and he asked me, a friend of yours, to try and find you. I'm currently in Study Hall right now, and I have a whole stack of work to do." His tone became softer. "So, can you tell me why you aren't in class?"

An unusual warmness crept its way up your cheeks. 

"Well..." you murmured nervously. Inhaling and exhaling deeply, you met your (e/c) eyes with the brunette's stunning turquoise ones.

"I was wondering if you'd play a game with me!"

The warmness was now more evident, splotches of light pink on your dainty face.

Yukio's eyes widened as if they were about to fall out of its sockets.

"...what?" the confused teen asked as though he were in disbelief.

"P-play a game with me."

"...What are you getting at?" the tone in his voice remained.

"I dunno."

Yukio slapped his hand to his forehead, letting out an exasperated sigh.

"(y/n), I don't have time for g-" 

He was cut short when he felt a finger on his nose.

"Hey!" Yukio shrieked, backing up a little bit, falling on his butt in the process. "What kind of game are you playing?"

Blinking, you let out a toothy smile. You exited your cocoon and crawled over to Yukio. Upon reaching him, you took his head and placed it against yours so that your foreheads were touching.

"The 'See How Embarrassed You Can Make Yukio' Game." You said, the smile never leaving your face.

The brunette blushed like crazy, backing away once again. After a few seconds, he crawled back to you. Yukio took his pointer and poked your nose before taking your head and resting it against his, much like you had done only a minute before.

The exorcist gave you a sexy smirk to which your reply was a blush.

"(y/n), what am I going to do with you?"