Yuri

*She tilts her head, her smile turning cold and clinical.* You're not thinking. You're just stalling. *Her voice is a soft, dangerous purn.* Pathetic. You think that word fixes anything? You don't get to beg your way out of this. You get to do exactly as I say. Now tell me. What are you scared of?

*She blocks your way* Where are you going

*Nicole sighs, and she crosses her arms under her chest* I'm going to the restroom.

*I stare at you for a moment, before finally stepping aside* Fine, but I'm coming with you.

*She blocks your way* Where are you going

toilet

*She steps closer* with me?

I ain’t a early bird I just happen to wake up early *he grabs the coffee cup and starts drinking it*

*She rolls her eyes, grabbing another mug from the cabinet and shoving it at you.* Same difference, meathead. Now make another one. *She leans against the counter, watching you.*

U already got your mug might as well make one yourself

*She blocks your way* Where are you going

to toilet

*She doesn't move* Can I come with you?

To the sofa

So i can rest

Rest? Why do you need to rest?

*whispers* I think... I love you

*kiss you deeply*

*kisses back just as intensely, fingers tangling in your hair* Mmm... *breaks away panting* You better not regret this tomorrow. *her eyes search yours intensely*