A/N: These chapters are pretty long, tbh...I usually just have about 1000 words, and leave it there, but these have been over 1000 so far. Longer chapters = yay! Also; Longer chapters = finished sooner. Booooo
Sunlight came through the crack in the curtains, landing on Yuri's face. He winced and groaned, turning over and covering his face in a pillow before falling asleep again.
Flynn stepped out of his room, brushing a hand through his blond hair. He glanced over at the sofa that Yuri was sleeping on, shrugging.
Last night had been pretty weird. Yuri finally agreed to stay the night, so Flynn cooked dinner for them both, when he would usually only make himself food. Yuri complimented him on it, though, so he guessed it wasn't too bad.
As it got later, Flynn decided the two of them should turn in for the night. He offered Yuri the bed, but Yuri declined, saying the sofa was pretty comfy.
It'd surprised Flynn a bit when Yuri pulled his clip out of his hair just how long it actually was. The purple-hued locks looked soft, shimmering in the light and showing how well cared for they were.
Then they'd both turned in for the night. Flynn had slept pretty well, actually, which was surprising. Usually he had nightmares most of the night.
He stepped into the kitchen area and started making himself breakfast, being as quiet as he could. Yuri slept through all the noise, though, and Flynn headed back into his bedroom to get changed for school.
When he finally stepped back out of his bedroom, fully refreshed, he found Yuri sitting up, rubbing at his eyes.
"I see you're finally awake," Flynn noted.
"Mmm..." Yuri replied, yawning widely. He glanced at the clock and frowned. "s'pretty early to be ready already," he noted.
"I have a bit of paperwork to tend to before lessons start. The spare key is over there, but you should really just stay here and rest today."
Yuri shook his head. "I'll just come up late. You mind if I borrow your shower?"
"Sure, go ahead," Flynn replied before heading out. Yuri stood up and walked into the bathroom, quickly stripping before stepping into the shower. He turned it on, allowing the hot water to run down his body.
He carefully washed himself off, his cuts stinging a little as the water got into them. Finally he stepped out, grabbing a spare towel and drying himself.
Slipping on his trousers, he headed back to the kitchen, searching through the cupboards for the first aid kit. Finally he found it and pulled it out, getting the cream and tending to his cuts.
It was a couple of hours later when Yuri finally left Flynn's apartment, carrying his school bag on his back. He had noticed - though Flynn probably didn't realise - that the blond didn't bother taking any lunch with him. Considering how expensive the school meals were, he doubted Flynn bought anything, so he made him a lunch. He was still a little hesitant, however.
He reached the school half way through third period, heading into the reception. The receptionist didn't even comment on him being late, just letting him enter and walk to his lesson.
He walked into the classroom, and the teacher glanced up before sighing.
"Take a seat," he said, and Yuri smirked before walking to his seat, sitting down and pushing his chair onto the back two legs. He proceeded to stare out of the window, allowing his mind to wander.
The bell eventually rang for lunch and everyone headed out. Yuri waited until everyone had left before sauntering out himself, wondering where he would find Flynn.
As luck would have it, he was just starting up the steps when Flynn came down them. The blond blinked as he caught sight of Yuri before stopping, smiling.
"I didn't think you would actually come school," he said.
Yuri shrugged. "I figured I might as well. So...do you have something to eat?"
Flynn rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly. "No...I generally forget to, honestly."
Yuri inwardly sighed in relief. "Yeah, I figured as much. I made you an extra lunch, if you want it."
"Oh, really? Let's head up to the roof, it's quieter up there."
Yuri nodded, the two of them starting upstairs again. They reached the door to the roof and Flynn pushed it open, Yuri stepping out after him.
"Hey, it's pretty nice up here," Yuri noted, looking around.
"I usually end up coming here at some point. It's really relaxing," Flynn explained.
"I didn't actually realise we could get on the roof," Yuri said with a shrug.
Flynn looked at him. "Well, now you do," he replied, heading over to a quiet part of it. Yuri joined him, sitting down and opening his bag. He pulled out a lunchbox, awkwardly holding it out to Flynn.
"...It might not be very good. I don't cook very often," he said.
Flynn took it, opening the lid and pulling out a sandwich. He bit into it, chewing before swallowing. Yuri glanced at him uncertainly, and he smiled, nodding.
"It's good," he said, taking another bite.
Yuri relaxed a little, then shrugged. "Well, whatever," he said, pulling out his own lunch and starting to eat.
They ate in mostly silence. It was a bit awkward between them still, neither of them sure how to act around the other. Finally Flynn finished eating, passing the lunch box back to Yuri.
"Thank you. It was very nice," he said.
Yuri shrugged. "No problem, I guess."
"I've got to head back to the council room. ...If you wait at the end of the day, we can head back together, okay?"
Yuri nodded. "...Thanks."
Flynn smiled, then stood up. "I'll see you there then," he said, heading back for the stairs. Yuri put his stuff back in his bag, standing up and stretching, heading after Flynn. The blond walked through the door, and Yuri headed after him, reaching for the door to pull it closed behind him.
It suddenly slammed shut and Yuri froze, before putting on his self-confident air.
"Tyler, nice to see you again."
"Cut it with the pleasantaries, Lowell. Getting chummy with the prez?"
"What's it matter to you?"
Tyler shrugged, before cracking his knuckles. "Just thought we should teach you why you don't have friends."
The others stepped from round the sides of the door, walking forward. Yuri hesitated, backing up a little.
"Isn't this a little dangerous? We're on top of a roof," Yuri pointed out.
"So?" said one of the others, the group walking forward.
Yuri glanced back, realising he'd just got caught in a pretty bad situation.
A/N: So, early cut off, I realise, but the next chapter is extra extra weird and it deserves it's own chapter. *sigh* This is my least favourite part...
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