Yuri X Reader

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You leant back in your office chair, bare feet resting on the table, surveying the documents quietly. The sun rose steadily, bathing your 14th floor office in natural light, on top of the white chandelier. Below you was a spread of smaller skyscrapers and a network of roads, dotted with cars and pedestrians. 

You sipped your tea, sourced from the kitchenette on the other side of the room. The floor was a shiny white, covered in places with a furry cream rug. In front of a huge window was two comfortable white sofas and a large TV, mounted on the wall. 

There was a knock on your door.

"Yes?" you called, acting polite until you knew who it was.

"Mr Yuri is here for your meeting. Shall I send him in?" came a polite voice. 

"Yeah. Fine." you responded, snatching your heels from the floor and hastily slipping them on.

The door opened, revealing a guy in a slightly dishevelled suit and purple hair. 

Standing, you smoothed down your white shirt and blazer with your billowing black trousers. 

"Good morning, Mr Yuri." you greeted him stiffly. 

"Hello, Ms L/N. Nice to see you again." he responded with his signature sly smile. You bristled, suspicion levels high. You had never liked Yuri, right from the first moment you knew him. He was calculative, selfish and power hungry.

Without waiting to be invited, Yuri sat down on the white sofa, taking a toffee from the bowl. 

"I believe you are interested in signing a contract to confirm a collaboration between our companies?" you asked, hand itching to slap him.

He laughed, and stood, wandering over to your desk. He began browsing your shelves, making you more irritated by the second.

When Yuri started reading some papers, you snapped. 

"Hey! That's private information!" you hissed, snatching you papers from his hand.

"I was wondering when you'd drop the façade of being a polite CEO." he smirked, leaning against the window. You wished that the window would disappear and send him freefalling.  

"It's part of the job, to be polite. Something that you clearly don't understand." you pointed out flatly. Yuri snorted, amused. 

"I can be polite, but I don't need to, around you."

"What the hell does that mean?" you snapped. 

"It means exactly what I said." Yuri smirked again. 

"If you don't respect me in my own office, in my own building, then leave!" you yelled, slamming your hand on the table. 

He shrugged, reaching into his pocket and producing a red rose. Swiftly, Yuri leant forward and tucked it behind your ear. 

Stunned, you watched as he opened the door and bowed mockingly. 

"See you soon, m'lady." he chuckled, and left.

You touched the rose in your hair, , scratching your fingertip on a thorn by accident. 

You laughed to yourself. 

Anything from Yuri was bound to have a thorn, literally or metaphorically. 


so 

I kinda like this one ngl

hope you do too :D 

hope yuri wasn't too out of character, because I haven't watched arcv yet. well, only a few episodes, so Yugo, Yuto and Yuri hadn't appeared yet lol 

unedited 


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