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stubborn yuuri is my favorite yuuri 💕i hope you like this one !!

When Phichit sees Yuuri in full landing mission gear and a leg brace his immediate response is:

“Yuuri, no.”

“Yuuri, yes,” Yuuri answers back without hesitation.

Phichit has spent almost a decade of his life being Yuuri Katsuki’s best friend and he still doesn’t know why he expects anything different.

The mission, surprisingly, goes off without a hitch. Phichit, Yuri, and Makkachin form a protective triangle around Yuuri at all times, ignoring Viktor’s insistent whining. He was actually in an entirely different part of the galaxy, attending to some captainly duties or something. He insists on HoloTiming Yuuri every second of the day, though, which means they’re all subject to his loud declarations of love and dramatic, longing sighs.

(It’s cute, Phichit will be the first to admit. But after the first 5 minutes it stops being cute and starts being a distraction from science and that is something Phichit can’t stand for.)

The problem arises when they get back to the ship and Yuuri reaches down and pulls a small, leafy plant from the inside of his leg brace.

“Katsudon,” Yuri deadpans. “What the fuck.”

Yuuri blinks. “What? We ran out of space in the containers and I couldn’t leave this little guy behind.”

“It has teeth.”

“Those aren’t teeth, they’re digestive spikes, Yura.”

Yuri looks at Yuuri, then at the plant, then at Phichit. “Help.”

“Yuuri,” Phichit says patiently, “we can’t use that, it’s contaminated. It was in your leg brace.”

“Contaminated?” Yuuri gasps, clutching the small plant to his chest. “This plant isn’t a sample, it’s my friend.”

Phichit cracks a smile. “You say that every time.”

“Because all plants are my friends, Phichit!”

Phichit weighs his options. He could gently scold Yuuri for endangering his own health or….

“Okay, I won’t tell Seung Gil you’re going on missions in a leg brace and using it to smuggle in plants if you get Starfleet to buy us new star mapping cameras.”

Yuri gapes at him. “You’re supposed to be the responsible one!”

Yuuri smiles, cuddling his tiny, sharp new plant friend. “Deal!”

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I LOVE IT thank you Roa dear. T^T I could say the same for you, you’ve always been so sweet and encouraging! <3

Okay so storytime, I always feel a little weird posting word counts cause I feel like it could be taken as bragging, but like…I just have so much to say, and giving myself updates on how many words I’ve written so far is so motivating, even though some of it will be edited down. Does that make sense?? 

“Well?” the man asks, still smiling that cold, sharp smile. “Aren’t you going to offer me a room? I assure you I have the coin, Yuu-ri.”

“I’ve never told you my name,” Yuuri whispers, clutching at the counter to stay upright. This isn’t right. None of this is right. “How do you know my name?”

The man from the lake laughs again, a laugh that contains all the darkness and depths of the icy waters outside. “Oh, Yuuri. I’ve been watching you for a long time. I know plenty of things about you, not just your name.”

“That--that doesn’t seem fair,” Yuuri manages. Where are his parents? His sister? Can someone come save him? He’s not safe here. He’s not. “You know me, but I don’t know you?”

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