Chapter 3 - Coincidence
Title: Chapter 3 - Coincidence
A collaboration with blursakana
Pairing: YamaChii
Rating: PG
Word count: 673 words
Yuri walked down the streets swiftly, all dark except for the soft glow emitting from the street lights. He was so absorbed by his research paper that he forgot about the time again. Cursing slightly, he quicken his pace in hopes of catching the last bus back.
He was about to heave a sigh of relief when he checked his watch for the time as he saw the bus stop loom ahead of him but his breath caught and he gasped instead when a figure collapsed just a few metres away from him.
“Hey!” Rushing forward, Yuri managed to catch him before he completely fall to the ground. Placing his head on his lap as Yuri kneeled on the ground, he shaked the man he held gently, in case he was hurting somewhere. His face turned and Yuri could see a deep frown etched on his forehead. “Are you okay? Hey!” No response came from him, instead Yuri could hear him breathing deeply as if in pain.
“Can you stand?” Yuri tried pushing him up, to pull him over to the bus stop seat but getting up seemed to be a tough effort. “12th... floor…” “Eh?!” He was too soft and all Yuri could hear was floor. “12th...floor…,” he managed, his voice slightly louder now and his finger pointed at the mansion directly in front of them feebly. “Eh?!”
Nodding in response, Yuri tried his best to hold the guy up, placing his arm over his own shoulder and then holding tightly to the stranger’s waist, Yuri managed to walk and drag themselves inside.
He didn’t know how he did it but he managed to get them both into the lift, a bit clumsily.
“12th...floor...12th….” Yuri mumbled to himself as he looked for the right button to press while trying his best to hold the guy up. His weight was completely on him as he leaned against Yuri and Yuri had to grip on tightly to prevent him from slipping. He could feel the other guy breathing hard, his chest rising and falling visibly but his pained expression seemed to have soften a little as compared to before.
The lift door slide close silently and Yuri tried his best to keep them both upright.
“Hang in there, we’re almost reaching… You’ll be fine...” He was mumbling. Though mostly to himself.
Yuri didn’t know what to do so he just kept on talking, hoping that whatever he’s saying would reach him and the other would feel slightly better.
“...thanks.” Yuri heard the other say softly. The other’s voice, though weak, seemed strangely familiar to him. His thoughts were interrupted though, as the lift door slide open with a ding. There was only one unit on that floor and Yuri half drag half carry themselves to the apartment door directly in front of them. Yuri caught the words that was carved on the nameplate beside the doorbell. “Yamada” it says.
“We’re here.” Rummaging through the stranger’s bag, he managed to grab the keys from the bottom of everything that was piled inside and opened the door with difficulties. The moment he pushed open the door, the smell of lavender hit him and he stumbled both of them into the apartment.
It was a neat one-room-flat, furnished with a dining room adjoint to a cosy kitchen and a living room with floors that seemed to shine. Yuri swore he could almost see his reflection on the marbled floor. Blinking slightly, Yuri quickly maneuvered both of them to the sofa that was nearest and gently laid him down to rest.
The guy, he assumed to be named Yamada, laid sideways with his eyes closed and Yuri noticed that his eyebrows were still furrowed together. Leaning down towards the guy, Yuri watched helplessly in hope that Yamada would feel better. He watched as Yamada curled himself up and moved to hug himself. Is he cold? He hadn’t notice that perspiration had formed and that he was panting away until a droplet of perspiration fell on the other’s cheeks.
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Progress! So they met :)
What do you think about the update?
Appreciate any comments!!
A collaboration with blursakana
Pairing: YamaChii
Rating: PG
Word count: 673 words
Yuri walked down the streets swiftly, all dark except for the soft glow emitting from the street lights. He was so absorbed by his research paper that he forgot about the time again. Cursing slightly, he quicken his pace in hopes of catching the last bus back.
He was about to heave a sigh of relief when he checked his watch for the time as he saw the bus stop loom ahead of him but his breath caught and he gasped instead when a figure collapsed just a few metres away from him.
“Hey!” Rushing forward, Yuri managed to catch him before he completely fall to the ground. Placing his head on his lap as Yuri kneeled on the ground, he shaked the man he held gently, in case he was hurting somewhere. His face turned and Yuri could see a deep frown etched on his forehead. “Are you okay? Hey!” No response came from him, instead Yuri could hear him breathing deeply as if in pain.
“Can you stand?” Yuri tried pushing him up, to pull him over to the bus stop seat but getting up seemed to be a tough effort. “12th... floor…” “Eh?!” He was too soft and all Yuri could hear was floor. “12th...floor…,” he managed, his voice slightly louder now and his finger pointed at the mansion directly in front of them feebly. “Eh?!”
Nodding in response, Yuri tried his best to hold the guy up, placing his arm over his own shoulder and then holding tightly to the stranger’s waist, Yuri managed to walk and drag themselves inside.
He didn’t know how he did it but he managed to get them both into the lift, a bit clumsily.
“12th...floor...12th….” Yuri mumbled to himself as he looked for the right button to press while trying his best to hold the guy up. His weight was completely on him as he leaned against Yuri and Yuri had to grip on tightly to prevent him from slipping. He could feel the other guy breathing hard, his chest rising and falling visibly but his pained expression seemed to have soften a little as compared to before.
The lift door slide close silently and Yuri tried his best to keep them both upright.
“Hang in there, we’re almost reaching… You’ll be fine...” He was mumbling. Though mostly to himself.
Yuri didn’t know what to do so he just kept on talking, hoping that whatever he’s saying would reach him and the other would feel slightly better.
“...thanks.” Yuri heard the other say softly. The other’s voice, though weak, seemed strangely familiar to him. His thoughts were interrupted though, as the lift door slide open with a ding. There was only one unit on that floor and Yuri half drag half carry themselves to the apartment door directly in front of them. Yuri caught the words that was carved on the nameplate beside the doorbell. “Yamada” it says.
“We’re here.” Rummaging through the stranger’s bag, he managed to grab the keys from the bottom of everything that was piled inside and opened the door with difficulties. The moment he pushed open the door, the smell of lavender hit him and he stumbled both of them into the apartment.
It was a neat one-room-flat, furnished with a dining room adjoint to a cosy kitchen and a living room with floors that seemed to shine. Yuri swore he could almost see his reflection on the marbled floor. Blinking slightly, Yuri quickly maneuvered both of them to the sofa that was nearest and gently laid him down to rest.
The guy, he assumed to be named Yamada, laid sideways with his eyes closed and Yuri noticed that his eyebrows were still furrowed together. Leaning down towards the guy, Yuri watched helplessly in hope that Yamada would feel better. He watched as Yamada curled himself up and moved to hug himself. Is he cold? He hadn’t notice that perspiration had formed and that he was panting away until a droplet of perspiration fell on the other’s cheeks.
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Progress! So they met :)
What do you think about the update?
Appreciate any comments!!