wholesome yuri greentext

>you visit yuri's house
>you look through her books, asking her about strange titles
>she gives you simple but confident answers in her timid voice
>you check out her CD collection and find her music taste is equally strange but endearing
>she even lets you borrow a CD!
>after looking around her room for a bit you and yuri sit down on her bed and just talk, sometimes you occasionally check your phone or show each other a video or something
>she asks if you want to check out the woods nearby her house
>hanging out has been fun because you enjoy spending time with yuri, but it hasn't been anything too exciting, so you agree, and she's pleased that you like the idea
>you and yuri talk about all sorts of topics as you inch your way up the steep slope
>eventually you reach a grove like area, the first area with a large enough flat platform to be able to sit down and take a break
>you both acknowledge how comfy it is in the midst of the woods
>she's sitting incredibly close to you
>she leans her head on your shoulder and sighs, as if the tension from her day was released
>after a few spooked moments, you reach an arm around her and feel her warm body
>she giggles and looks at you blushing
>i love you anon
>i love you too yuri
>she gives you a peck on the cheek
>after a few hours of sitting in this grove-ish area, the moonlight begins to set in, drifting through the leaves and contouring her beautiful complexion
>when something comes to either of your minds, you bring it up and talk about it for a few moments, then recede back into silence
>whereas the silence would feel strange with anyone else, with yuri it feels perfectly natural and relaxing, as if your verbal exchange was changing to a more silent yet more intimate one.
>all the while despite the hours getting later, neither of you seem to be getting tired or bored because basking in each other's presence seems to be enough
>by this point, hours later, you and yuri have begun to feel so comfortable near other that you actually have your arm around her shoulder, and she's cuddled up in the nest of your body
>can i tell you something anon?
>her timid voice is like a gentle crackling that emerges from the silence
>yes, anything yuri
>whenever I'm around people, I feel like i'm always doing the wrong thing, like I'm always making bad impressions and constantly having to cage myself and apologize for the dumb awkward things I do.
>her hair is in her face, and as she continues talking, you rinse your hands through her hair. she seems satisfied by this and continues
>but when im with you, everything feels all right. it starts to feel like time isn't passing anymore, and I don't worry about the future or the past. so i just wanted to thank you
>ya know yuri, i feel the exact same way. it makes me happy that it makes you happy because you deserve everything in the world. and not just because you happen to be a beautiful girl, but because you're incredibly endearing and smart and rich with personality.
>th-thank you anon
>she blushes but you can see the complete satisfaction filling her face
>you and yuri recede back into another momentary silence, waiting side by side until her voice returns
>anon, can i tell you something?
>anything
>i dont usually feel happy a lot, because it seems like whenever im happy theres a catch
>shes silent for a moment as if trying to pull herself together
>and whenever i am happy, im a stressed out mess, because i know that eventually despite the circumstances, the happiness will eventually end.
>theres yet another moment of silence as you two listen to the wind blowing through the trees
>but strangely enough, right now I feel completely okay. it feels strangely magic, because its such a contradiction to my entire mindset. its kind of surreal, but i love it. it doesnt even feel like time is passing
>i feel the same way yuri
>am i talking too much??
>she says this with her cutely confused expression and you feel satisfied in reassuring her
>not at all, yuri. I'm just absorbing what you're saying and also I thought you were still talking
>oh n-no that was it
>she looks less tense now, and a smile begins to form on her face
>i feel the same way yuri. for the first time in forever i feel in the moment. like i could die right now and i would feel complete.
>this bittersweet comment seems to make her happy, and she cuddles against you tighter
>theres yet another moment of silence before her voice reemerges, now at a whisper due to her strange request?
>do you think you could s-sing me a song?
>you smile on the verge of laughing
>you really want me to?
>yes!
>let me think of a song
>you wait a moment, listening again to the wind in the trees
>you start a sing these days by nico and she laughs
>you turn to her and smile
>i thought you wanted me to sing you a song!
>the laugh fades immediately
>i do! i do! it just makes me very happy, please continue!
>every inch of your body doesnt want to sing, you hate singing, but you push through, for yuri
>i dont dooooo too much tallking theeese daaays
>you get about a minute into the song before you realize you dont remember the rest of the words, and that if you continue youll just be repeating yourself
>thats all i know
>that was nice anon! i love your voice!
>really? my voice is kinda shit
>everyone thinks their voice is bad!
>i guess thats true
>besides, even if you sounded like a dying racoon i'd love it because it was your voice!
>that's very sweet yuri
>you smile and turn towards her
>she leans over and stares back at you, her glittering eyes staring into your own
>i wish i could serenade you from below your balcony like a classical guitarist
>you and yuri laugh at this, and then she rolls onto top of you
>you and yuri consummate your love, and as abstract as a concept as it seems, you also seem to consummate the night together
THE END