Although you and Yuri worked in different departments of the Ministry, you somehow managed to cross paths quite frequently which meant that the two of you spent an almost unfortunate amount of time together. So much time in fact that you hardly noticed his idiosyncrasies anymore. You seemed to be one of his only friends besides Chloe and his sister. But eventually you couldn't blame the job for the time you'd spend together outside of work hours. You were just as much of a workaholic as he was, so often you ended up being sent home to take a break at the same time and would just hang out in one of your apartments, or at a cafe, or a park.
And that's how you ended up something of a fake girlfriend on a last minute Forger-Briar family weekend getaway.
It turned out, you two had been spotted while passing time at a cafe by a rambunctious child who turned out to be Yuri's niece. Chihuahua girl, he had grumbled. That culminated in an excited phone call from his sister later that day inviting you both to join her, her husband, and their daughter at a cabin for the weekend.
While you tried to convince him to just tell her that you were a friend, he couldn't bear the thought of telling his dear sister she was wrong about the whole thing. So, you acquiesced, a free trip not something you'd pass up on.
However, you miscalculated the situation some, which became increasingly clear when everyone decided to retire for the night. You hadn't considered while packing that as a 'couple,' you would be sharing a room. It seemed he hadn’t either.
"I didn't bring any pants..." you mumbled, pulling your t-shirt down as much as you could, hoping your face wasn’t completely beet red. The ensuite door opened and if you weren't red before, you were then, as you found yourselves face to face in all together one full outfit.
"How could you forget pants?" Yuri barked, arms crossing against his bare chest.
"How could you forget a shirt?" you replied sarcastically, trying not to stare too obviously. "I guess I didn't think we'd be rooming together," you muttered, glancing at the uncomfortably small double bed.
"Neither did I," he agreed, running his hand through his hair and sighing. "I'll sleep on the floor, I guess."
"No, it's fine. One night won't kill us." You pulled the blankets back on the bed and slid under the covers, keeping a firm hold on your t-shirt until you had yourself tucked in.
Yuri shut the light and you heard him quietly pad to the other side of the bed and felt it dip as he laid down beside you. You turned your back to him and did your best to lull yourself to sleep.
It felt like a long time had passed. You weren't quite wide awake, seemingly drifting in and out of sleep. At some point you woke up feeling completely frozen. You couldn't help your shivering and desperately wished you had brought pants. Summer wasn't completely over but it was starting to get cool at night, and it seemed like this cabin was not made for colder weather. You were curled up on your side, trying to keep your teeth from chattering. You were so focused on how cold you were, you didn't notice Yuri stirring beside you. Your whole body tensed suddenly when an arm wrapped around you, pulling your back against a warm chest.
"You're vibrating the bed," he said quietly, voice groggy. His breath tickled against your ear. "Relax," he mumbled, gently squeezing your hip before wrapping his arm around you again.
You could feel yourself starting to warm up and you relaxed against him. The two of you stayed like that for a while. The weight of his arm settled against you, and the feeling of his chest rising and falling behind you was more comforting than you imagined.
Not that you had imagined...
Well, perhaps only once or twice.
