A/N: Hi guys! Here's the final chapter! Psycho-uchiha gave me the idea for this chapter! Thank you so much for helping me out! This chapter is very cute!
I hope you enjoy it! :)
Several Hours Later...
Yuuri P.O.V
I yawned as I slowly began to wake up. Everything was so warm and peaceful... For once, nothing hurt, and I was so content that I almost wanted to go back to sleep.
Almost.
...But I had been laying around for too long. I needed to get up and... and do something! But the first thing I would do was go to the bathroom, because I really needed to.
My plan of action made, I went to get up- only to be pulled back down by an arm that was wrapped around my waist.
"Yuuri... don't gooo..." Victor whined, tightening his grip on me when I tried to escape.
"Victor, I have to go to the *yawn*...bathroom!"
I was surprised when he huffed unhappily and released his hold.
"Don't be gone long..."
"I won't, Vic." I laughed, "Go back to sleep."
"Mmmm... No... I'll wait for... for..."
He didn't even get to finish his sentence before he fell asleep again. I don't even think he was fully awake in the first place. I smiled, kissed him on the cheek, and went to the bathroom.
I did my business- which was a more difficult task than one would think with a broken wrist- and had just come out when a thought occurred to me. Victor was fast asleep in our bed and my phone was in the drawer of the nightstand, completely unguarded...
What a coincidence...
I crept around the bed and over to the nightstand, then slowly and carefully opened it. I grabbed my phone and looked through my messages. That was easier said than done because I had to use my non-dominant hand to type, but after a few minutes I got it.
I was shocked to see how many there were. I had 36 messages in total, most of them from different people, but they all basically said the same thing: "I love you! Get well soon!"
Well... Yuri's said, "Hey, dumbass. Get better before I come over there and beat the shit out of you." But coming from Yuri, that was almost sweet. Tears welled up in my eyes. I had never realized how many people cared about me. I felt so loved that I didn't know what to do with myself.
I sat on our bed, crying as I read through the messages over and over again. So many people had taken time out of their day just to send me a few texts saying they love me.
I cried even harder when my phone started giving me notifications. Thousands of fans had posted on social media, telling me to take as much time as I needed to rest and that they hoped I would get better soon.
#GetWellSoonYuuri had been trending on Twitter. As I scrolled through the feed, I saw hundreds of pictures of me- most of which went along with hearts and sweet messages.
Not one fan was mad at me. I didn't find even one hateful message on there- and I had thought that was all I would find. I was so incredibly happy that I posted a long reply on all the social media sites I had an account on.
I thanked them all for supporting me and being so patient and kind to me through this difficult time. I told them that I was getting better and I'd be able to skate again in a few weeks. Almost immediately, I got tons of replies. Most of them were happy faces, people saying they loved me, and (of course) people telling me to go back to bed and get more rest.
I smiled and let out a wet laugh. Victor jumped beside me, sitting up and blinking at me with sleepy, unfocused eyes.
"Yuuri... why aren't you snuggling with m- Oh my god! Why are you crying?!" He gasped, sitting bolt upright and practically yanking me into a hug.
That was when he saw my phone.
"YUURI! Did they say mean things to you?! I'm so sorry, you weren't supposed to-"
"No!" I interrupted, "No. They... *sniffle*...They were so nice to me that... I cried." I blurted out, blushing madly and burying my face in his warm chest.
"Oh... Yuuri, sweetie, you scared me so much! Don't cry! Be happy!"
"I'm c-crying because... I am h-happy..." I laughed.
He gently took my face in his hands and wiped my tears away, kissing me on the nose when he was done.
"You don't understand how glad I am to hear that. I love you, Yuuri."
Hold on a minute... his voice sounds different. It sounds... scratchy. Why would it-
My thoughts were interrupted when he sneezed... and then coughed a few times. It was a harsh, painful sounding cough that made me wince in sympathy.
Oh no. I didn't make him sick, did I?
"Victor are you-"
"Yeah... I t-think I caught *cough* *cough*...your flu." He rasped out.
I groaned and turned around to hug him.
"I'm sorry I made you sick..." I sighed, leaning up to plant kisses along his jaw line.
...Then I thought about what I was doing and blushed harder than ever.
He laughed and grinned, saying, "That's okay... you did tell me not to... to kiss you while you were sick... 'S not your fault..."
I tilted my head a bit, thinking, then I smiled and nodded.
"I guess I did, huh?"
"Mhmmm..." He hummed, resting his head on my shoulder.
"Now that I think about it, you were pretty mean to me while I was sick... You confined me to my bed, wouldn't let me skate, dragged me to a hospital, forced me to eat even though I wasn't hungry, argued with me, and drugged me... You deserve to be sick, Victor." I teased.
He scowled at me and said, "...Oh really?"
I nodded.
"Yup, and now it's payback time."
His eye widened into circles- which was so cute I died a little bit on the inside. But I refused to show it outwardly.
"No skating for you. And lie down! Go to sleep! You need rest!" I ordered, pushing him down onto the mattress.
Then, as an afterthought, I brushed his bangs aside and felt his forehead. He was burning up...
How did I miss that earlier?! I'm so dumb...
"Yuuri..." He whined, "Do I have to go to sleep?"
"Yes! Close your eyes!"
"But-"
"Don't make me get the Tylenol PM!"
He sighed and closed his eyes. I grinned triumphantly and decided to stay with him until I was sure he was asleep.
A While Later...
Victor quickly snuck out of bed and made his way to the door with discreet, ninja-like movements. He felt awful, but he couldn't lay in bed forever. He just couldn't! It was too hard!
He was halfway through the living room when he felt a sneeze coming on.
Oh no. Please no! Not now!
He desperately tried not to sneeze, but it was impossible to prevent. He sneezed, which- for once- didn't bring on a coughing fit. He was glad for that, but right now he didn't have time to celebrate small victories. He was in the middle of executing an escape mission.
He froze and listened. Several minutes went by, and he didn't hear any footsteps. There was no indication that Yuuri had heard him. Because of this, he made the mistake of thinking that he was safe.
He continued making his way through the house and was almost to the door when a voice boomed from the other room.
"VICTOR! GO BACK TO BED!"
...Damn it.
A/N: Well, that's the end! I hope you guys enjoyed reading this story as much as I enjoyed writing it! Again, a HUGE thank you to everyone who has reviewed/favorited/followed this story! I was only able to finish it because all of you supported me and inspired me!
I just wanted to say, I will be writing more YOI stories soon! I already have an idea for a oneshot, and I'm open to suggestions as well! I probably won't publish anything new immediately, but I definitely will soon!
Thank you all for sticking with me this whole time! I can't even tell you how much I appreciate it. I love you guys!
Byeee! :D