Pajama R(eturns)!

"Ouch!" Yuuri groaned as he fell to the ground after crashing into something.

That something was staring down at him, his emerald green eyes boring down on the Asian boy.

"What are you doing, Yuuri?" Lord von Bielefeld asked, his hands at his hips. "You should look at where you are going."

Yuuri looked up in his almost teary eyes and his mouth still slightly open from the shock earlier in his bedroom.

"Nothing- absolutely nothing!" Yuuri said stiffly, laughing weakly. "I was… just… taking a midnight run!"

Wolfram stared at him, his eyes narrowing. "Why were you running in your pajamas?"

"I was just going to change!"

Wolfram's eyes narrowed even more. His blue uniform looked demeaning as ever. But he put out a hand to his fiancé, and pulled him up, patting him down.

"Well, you seem okay," he concluded.

"Yeah- I'm totally fine. Say- want to take a midnight run with me?"

But to Yuuri's horror, Wolfram began to walk towards their – Yuuri's- bedroom, pulling Yuuri by his hand after him.

"What are you talking about, Yuuri," he scoffed as he walked in a brisk pace down the hallway. "It's past midnight. You should be in bed already- just look at you!"

Yuuri ran after him, tripping in places with his bare feet.

"No, seriously, Wolfram, I think we- I mean, you, should choose another room."

"Why would you ever say that, Yuuri? You know I sleep in your room, and only in your room."

"I know you do, but I think a change might be good, you know? After a little while? We all know being together for too long ruins relationships, right?" Yuuri said, awkwardly. "So… Why are you back already?" he asked.

"My meeting with my uncle finished early," Wolfram replied. "So I took the fastest horse and came back- I know you don't like sleeping alone."

"I'm fine! Totally fine with sleeping alone!" Yuuri screamed in his head. "Oh please… let him have disappeared… Somehow… Some way… Let him have taken the cue…"

Wolfram slammed open the door, and walked to the bed, and flipped the covers to throw Yuuri inside. "Here, wait for me while I cha-----"

His words were frozen in mid sentence, as was his face. Horror struck, he stared down at the greatly revered Great Sage, curled up in a ball, and complaining that he wanted his covers back.

"Why… you… YUURI!!!!!!"

Yuuri had already fainted.