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There was the unusual calm that Estelle could notice coming off from Yuri’s presence. Yes, he is quiet but Estelle could read him like her favorite novels. Did something happen that caused him to be like this? If Estelle could answer that question she would probably talk to him about it already, but of course she isn’t one to assume too much. But something definitely happened, probably before or after they met at the mall.
The sound of the engine was somewhat making her deaf, the radio was off, when usually it was turned on to the music that both of them loved. But after a moment of silence he let out a groan. Oh, he’s… angry?
Yuri suddenly parked the car in the nearest parking lot, and he took another deep breath. Estelle jolted a bit, and she looked back at him. He was staring at her.
He was staring at her.
He was staring at her, straight in her eyes. Intently. Straightforwardly. He leaned towards her and then…
“Yuri-”
Estelle didn't realize it but after a split second she found out that Yuri's lips were against hers, she was shocked of course but ultimately she gave in to that sudden kiss. Was the reason for all of this silence was to just kiss her so… intensely?
Yes, intensely. Because Yuri was kissing her like there's no tomorrow, he was kissing her so possessively Estelle was afraid her lips would be bruised. Sure, this wasn't their first kiss. They have been dating for a year and normally their kisses would be light, wholesome, silly. This? This was different. Yuri embraced her and Estelle did the same, they kept kissing as they moaned through each other's mouths.
But of course this wouldn't last too long as they needed the air to breathe after all. They pulled and took deep breaths, that was then that Yuri finally spoke.
"Sorry," he said. A guilty tone in his voice resonated. "That make out was uncalled for."
Oh, THAT was a make out session?! It took the young lady a few moments before realizing that, but that was not the main point of this whole ordeal now, was it?
"What happened, Yuri? Did I do something wrong?" She asked, now more concerned than ever.
Yuri sighed. "Long story short, I got jealous."
"Eh?" Estelle was confused now. "Jealous… Of whom?" Exactly, who is Yuri even jealous of at this point anyway?
"You'll laugh."
"I won't."
"Nah, you will."
"I promise I won't."
"Seriously, babe . I'm sure you will laugh at this reason."
But no, Estelle insists. Why would she even laugh at something serious? She even rarely sees Yuri being jealous, so there’s a real reason.
Then, another sigh escaped Yuri’s lips. “Let’s just say that seeing you with Flynn earlier made me jealous.”
So that’s the reason…? Oh Yuri… Estelle gave him a smile before holding his free hand and kissed it. “Don’t be, Yuri. I understand that you’re jealous, but why with Flynn? He’s our best friend!”
“I… have no idea at all.” Yuri said. He really doesn’t know either. “I really don’t know, but I’ll try not to be that jealous.”
“Yes,” Estelle agreed before giggling. “You nearly bruised my lips, you know?”
“But you’re not scared? I nearly hurt you, Estelle.” He asked with worry, but Estelle shook her head in assurance.
That was enough for Yuri to feel assured, Estelle thinks. Because the next thing that happened was that Estelle found herself being kissed by Yuri again, this time he was giving her gentle kisses and whispering good nothings in her ears. She smiled and embraced him, knowing full well that everything was fine and this was actually something that she quite liked about him, minus the sudden make out sessions he would pull of course.
It was unusual earlier, but the sound of the engine still running and the silence were now replaced by laughter of this couple.