Omg I love jealousy prompts. Green is such an ugly color, but sometimes it’s fun to see our boys show a bit of insecurity. Comfort is always fun to write. I hope you like :3 Thank you for the request!
There was something in the way you sat up a bit straighter when it was that Canadian douchebag’s turn to skate that made Yuri uneasy. The uneasiness turned to anger when you visibly become interested in Jean-Jacques Leroy’s routine. Yuri allowed a scowl to creep onto his face while he watched you.
The way your eyebrows lifted and the corners of your mouth turned up was a dead giveaway to what was on your mind. Your full attention was set below on the ice, where JJ skated to his theme song, with his fans chanting along.
You began humming along to JJ’s theme song, and Yuri became visibly agitated. He sat back with a huff. He crossed his arms and glared at the boy on the ice below.
On the ice, JJ missed a jump and fell, causing the entire audience to gasp in sympathy. Yuri’s eyes were drawn to you when you covered your mouth with one hand, eyes wide in shock from JJ’s fall. You looked upset for him.
For Yuri, that was the last straw. It was clear that you rooted more for JJ than for him. He felt his heartbeat in his ears when he stood up, seething with anger.
“I never thought you would turn on me, too,” Yuri sneered, kicking his seat. “Let me know how his performance ends, (Y/N).” There was venom in his voice, and the way it coated your name unsettled you greatly. You watched as your boyfriend stormed out of sight, leaving the rink.
You chased your boyfriend down, nearly stumbling over your own feet as you raced down the arena’s stairs. You darted through the vacant halls that line the outside of the arena in a dead sprint. You followed that head of blonde hair relentlessly. Yuri was in the lobby of the building when you finally caught up to him, your chest heaving.
“Yuri,” you panted, resting your hands on your knees and hunching over slightly. You tried your best to speak while you caught your breath. “What the hell? What are you so mad about? Did something happen?”
“Don’t act like you don’t know what you did,” he spat, turning away from you. You stood up straight and put a hand on his shoulder, but he didn’t face you.
“What on earth is this all about?” you asked again, but more demanding this time. “You can’t just storm out and not tell me what I did! You can’t—!”
You were cut off when Yuri spun around and held the sides of your face in an iron grip. You looked into his eyes, expecting to see fury in those emerald green irises. Instead, you saw sadness and regret. You allowed yourself to relax in his hold and waited for an explanation.
Yuri took a deep breath. “Why do you support that asshole?” he asked. The tone of his voice was soft; he sounded so disappointed. “What makes you like him so much?”
You stared into his eyes while his words sunk in. It took a moment, but you understood the true meaning behind his outburst.
He was jealous. Yuri was jealous of JJ.
You sighed and brought your hands to hold the backs of his, and you guided them to rest around your waist instead. You placed your arms around his neck and hugged him close so your noses were touching.
“Yuri, he’s a good skater. He’s very good.” You chuckled softly, bringing your thumbs to brush against Yuri’s cheeks. He was blushing. “But you’re better. You’re my favorite figure skater, actually. Best in the world!”
“So you’re not in love with JJ?” Yuri asked for clarification. It sounded ridiculous coming out of his mouth.
“In love? With JJ?!” You forced a laugh, making sure Yuri knew how crazy he sounded at that moment. “Yuri, I love you. I admire JJ as a skater, but you’re so much more! He’s shit compared to you, okay?”
Yuri didn’t seem convinced, so you pressed your lips against his. You kissed him for a long time, taking his breath away with a silent assurance that you meant what you said. You were his alone; no one else’s. When you pulled away, Yuri’s eyes no longer looked sad; he looked content.
“I’m yours, Yuri. You’re my favorite. Maple Syrup Boy doesn’t exist in our realm, okay? It’s just you and me, I promise.” You sealed your words with a peck to his nose.
“‘Maple Syrup Boy?’” he repeated with a laugh, obviously in better spirits. “That’s a good one.”
You put and arm around Yuri and guided him back to the rink’s seating. “I’m very lucky that I get to sit next to my favorite figure skater. Not many people get to do that.” You gave Yuri’s side a squeeze.
“Damn right you are.”
Tag: Yurio
Can you do headcanons for the main 3 and how they’d be when their s/o accidentally sees them naked? ;D
i most certainly can!
【 VIKTOR 】
- it would most likely be when he was coming out of the shower and his towel dropped, or maybe if you walked in on him in the shower or something
- he’s not very embarrassed, and might even pose or something or wink at you this dork
- its not a big deal for him and he just kinda moves on after that like oh its nothing
- but if Viktor is in “the mood” then he might come towards you and try to initiate in the sexuals
- “why don’t you join me, _____~?” he would probably whisper that in your ear whilst giving you kisses on the shell of your ear and your neck
【 YUURI 】
- hes completely taken aback if you see him naked, most likely when he was changing or stepping out of the onsen
- he’s blushing and trying to cover himself and apologizing for you having to see him so suddenly like that
- once he successfully is able to find some coverage for himself, he would apologize to you once again
- Yuuri would still be somewhat embarrassed because of the incident even if it had been a few hours
- although it’s unlikely that he would get into the mood, he might want to use the mood in order to avoid the shame of the situation this lil guy
【 YURI 】
- this would most likely happen when he was in the middle of changing, i can’t really think of any other way it would happen
- rip yuri plisetsky because he dies once you two make eye contact
- no matter what, he scrambles to cover himself up and he’s super embarrassed and blushy
- it can go two ways with him really, on the first one, he would just blush and become super embarrassed, and would not want to speak to you for a little bit because wow that was awkward
- on the second one, he’d become angry-embarrassed, and would yell for you to get out or something and huff a bit ( but he loves you and he doesnt mean it he’s just an embarrassed bean )
Scenario please! Yurio + S/O reacting to Yurio winning gold? Thanks!
Awww, this is such a cute prompt! I sometimes don’t know what I like more: Yurio being super excited about winning, or Yurio being chill about it because he knew he was going to win. Either way, I’m proud of our smol son :3 I completed a request similar to this one with Otabek, and that can be read here. I hope you enjoy, and thank you for the request ❤
You sit in your chair behind the sea of photographers and reporters, craning your neck just to get a glimpse of your boyfriend—the skater who just broke Viktor Nikiforov’s five-year winning streak. You haven’t really had the chance to properly congratulate Yuri yet, since he was basically bombarded with reporters, his coach, and the other skaters—not to mention the medal presentation ceremony was almost immediately after he found out he won. Now this press conference is becoming a bit long, and you’re getting antsy waiting to tell your boyfriend how proud you are with a kiss to his cheek.
You rest your head in your hand with your elbow against your knee and pout, just wanting to spend the rest of the evening with Yuri. Closing your eyes, you allow yourself to relax at the thought of spending the night in Barcelona with Yuri. You’ll greet him with a hug and a deep, passionate kiss to the lips as a congratulation for winning the Grand Prix Final, then take him out for a stroll on the streets; your stomach growls when you think about taking him to an expensive restaurant for a late dinner and dessert.
“Hey, (Y/N), wake up.” The familiar voice causes you to jump. “It’s time to go.”
Your eyes snap open, and you see Yuri wearing his warm up jacket and standing in front of you. You’re suddenly very aware of the layer of sweat on your body and how heavy your eyelids feel. You blink a few times to try to shake off the drowsiness and to clear your head from the confused fog that’s come over you.
“Yuri?” you say, but your voice sounds a bit raspy. “What—“
“You feel asleep during the conference, kitten,” he sighs, offering you a hand to stand up. You take it, feeling a bit wobbly on your feet. You look around and see that everyone is gone. All of the people in the room had left, leaving you and Yuri alone. “All anyone cared about was me winning as my debut in the senior division. Like was it that much of a damn surprise? I fucking won that medal because I’m good; that’s no secret.”
It takes a moment, but it hits you that you still haven’t congratulated Yuri properly. “Yuri, you won!” It scares him when you yell, but excitement takes over you as you throw your arms around his neck. He loses his balance and you tackle him to the ground with your hug. “I’m so proud of you, Yuri!” You lean down and plant the movie-worthy kiss you’ve been waiting for on his lips.
“(Y/N), what the fuck—“ Yuri fights you at first, but he soon wraps his arms around your waist and kisses you back.
Your makeup session lasts a bit, but Yuri fears someone will walk in and witness your display of affection. After you both stand up, you tuck Yuri’s hair behind his ear with a big smile on your face.
“Let’s go celebrate!” you say, grabbing your boyfriend’s hands and squeezing them. Your face feels tight from smiling so much, but you can’t help yourself. “Anything you have in mind?”
“Let’s start with dinner,” Yuri mutters, beginning to guide you from the building and into the streets of Barcelona. “I’m fucking starving.”
headcannons when guang-hong, yurio, seung-gil, and otabek kiss their s/o for the first time? thanks!
Hello! I’d like to apoligize for how long this took me to write!
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Like I said before; midterms just ended yesterday and I’ve been so tired that ideas for writing weren’t really coming to me. But I’m back now! And if you’d like to request something else please feel free because this took a million years haha Sorry again, and I hope you enjoy!
Yurio:
-Yurio gave his s/o a kiss for the first time right after he won gold at the Grand Prix Finals. His s/o was waiting for him to come off the ice after he got off the podium.
-They had such a big smile on their face; they were SO SO proud of Yurio. (It almost made him cry again, but he’ll never admit that to anyone) He immediately embraced his s/o, who started whispering how happy they were and how wonderful he was in their ear.
-And that’s when he did it. Yurio pulled away and just kissed them. It was his first kiss ever, so while he may not be experienced, his s/o could just feel the emotion through it.
-Afterwards his s/o is just shocked at how sudden it was, and all Yurio can do is smile. Truth be told, he didn’t think he’d ever be as brave again as he was in that moment so he just decided to go for it.
-Yakov is screaming about how “Professionals don’t do that type of stuff on national television!!!” And that’s when it hits the both of them that the moment they just shared it being broadcast to the world through the 50 cameras all around them.
-Neither of you predicted that your first kiss would be live on national television, but it will always be perfect to Yurio and his s/o because it was a special moment for the two of you. No matter who else saw it, it was special to the both of them, and it always will be.
-Victor is just looking on at all his like a proud Dad, and Yuuri is getting secondhand embarrassment for the couple. Mira is giving Yurio a thumbs up and Georgi is sobbing about how even Yurio has a partner while Lilia is just rolling her eyes (but if you look really close there’s a hint of a smile at all this)Seung-Gil:
-He’s so calculating that he probably read up on how to kiss someone before he tried to kiss his s/o. He analysed romance movies to see how it was done, and what the other person seemed to like.
-He had it all planned out, he would kiss them for the first time in Paris when he took them with him to his competition there. He would try to get them in front of a beautiful view, with maybe some lights around them, but it can’t be too cold outside, and boy has he thought this way too much.
-But that plan goes completely out the window when his s/o comes over for a late night study session a few days before the competition. They had asked their teachers for the work they were going to be missing while they were with Seung-Gil and are desperately trying to finish it all before the two of them leave so they can relax on vacation.
-They’re sprawled out in Seung-Gil’a bedroom with papers strewn all over the place and books taking up pretty much all of the floor. Seung-Gil’s s/o has a pencil to their lips and they’re concentrating hard on the reading passage in front of them.
-And right at that moment Seung-Gil leans down, pushes the pencil away from their mouth, and kisses them smack on the lips.
-It doesn’t last long but BOY is he shocked afterwards; he’s more shocked than his s/o. They’re just laughing at his expression, and they lean up and kiss his forehead gently.
-Sure, it didn’t happen like he planned, but he’s happy about that. Their kiss wasn’t choreographed; it was real, in the moment, and full of emotion. It was absolutely perfect to him.Otabek:
-For Otabek it really wasn’t planned out or expected; it was just fully in the moment. He didn’t think about it beforehand, having a first kiss wasn’t really a major thing in his mind. He knows that his s/o loves him and vice versa, so he didn’t really see any rush.
-It happened on a date when he took his s/o out for a walk up some side streets that go up a very tall hill. His s/o eventually stopped just to look at the view; all the lights of the city looked like pinpricks in the night sky. And the light of the street lamp was falling on his s/o’s face just right.
-Otabek just couldn’t resist, so he titled his s/o’s head towards him and kissed them. He’s the most passionate kisser, believe it or not. Otabek is really big on letting his actions speak rather than his words.
-Neither Otabek nor his s/o says anything after, he just wraps his arms around them and holds them close. They stand there for the longest time just looking at the city together.
-After a while Otabek will just start kissing the top of his s/o’s head over and over while his s/o holds onto his hand and moves their intertwined hands up so they’re resting against their heart.
-Otabek and his s/o could’ve stayed there all night but it started to get cold as it got later into the evening. So Otabek gives his coat to his s/o, and with one arm wrapped around them they start to walk down.
-Because it was so late at night. All the streets of the city were empty, so it was like it was just the two of them on the whole planet. Otabek and his s/o enjoyed the moment; the quiet time just to appreciate having each other.Guang-Hong:
-The poor thing is an absolute wreck when he realised that he and his s/o had been dating for quite some time, but still haven’t kissed yet.
-So he makes plans with them to go out for ice cream later in the week, and he decided he would do it then.
-To be honest he probably called Leo before the ice cream date to ask if he’s had his first kiss yet. Leo, being a good friend, calms him down and talks him through the whole experience; what it was like for him, how it went, what to do and what not to do, and he feels better after ending the call.
-His s/o can SO tell he’s nervous, but cannot exactly tell why. Their question is answered in about 15 minutes when Guang-Hong leans across the table and kisses them.
-He’s very gentle, and it’s on the shorter side, but nonetheless conveys his love for his s/o very well. He’s as red as a tomato afterwards and starts staring intently at the table.
-His s/o would have to tilt his head back up and kiss him again just to make him feel more relaxed. After they do this he just smiles the biggest, most genuine smile his s/o has ever seen; and they reciprocate it. Years later the two will look back at that moment as one of the happiest they’ve ever had.
Yurio x Sick!Reader
Yuri skidded across the ice, landing with an unceremonious “oof!” on his stomach. Grumbling, the young eight-year-old got back up, holding onto the edge of the rink for support.
"Are you okay?“ A voice made him glance over. A pale young girl around the age of eight with beautiful E/C eyes stood by the ice, staring at him. “That looked like it hurt.""I’m fine.” Yuri said shortly, trying to uphold his pride as he let go of the edge only to slip again.
The girl giggled as he scrambled to his feet, glaring at her. “You should try it if you think it’s so funny!” He challenged, and the girl’s face fell.
“I can’t.” She said sadly, looking down. “I’m sick. My body’s too weak for too much physical exertion. That’s what the doctor said, anyways."Yuri frowned, his young mind trying to find a way around this dark barrier. "When will you get better?” He questioned, studying her.
“I don’t know.” The girl confessed, frowning sadly. “Maybe never. Who knows?”“I’ll take you skating when you get better then!” Yuri declared, his voice like an order as the girl’s face brightened and she giggled. “I’d like that. What’s your name?”
“I’m Yuri. And you?"The little girl smiled, testing the name on her tongue. "Yuri. I like that name,” she mused softly before grinning. “Want a hug?”
Yuri blinked as she laughed. “Don’t worry! I’m not contagious.”
After Yuri obliged, the girl laughed. “I’m sorry, I just love hugs. I’m Y/N!"✿✿✿
Ever since that day, Y/N had visited the ice rink daily, always making a point of talking to her newfound friend. Yuri looked forwards to the talks as much as she did, their bonds entwining ever more tightly as they became closer and closer. Seven beautiful years of friendship passed, but her condition had worsened.
And one day, she didn’t show up.
Or the next day.
Or the day after that.
Until a text lit up his phone in the night after he texted her.
Yuri: Y/N, where have you been? -_-
Y/N: Hospital. I’m sorry
Yuri: WHY DIDNT U TELL ME
Read at 11:34 pm.
She didn’t respond.
The next day, Yuri made a beeline straight to the hospital.
"I’m here for Y/N L/N. I’m her friend.”
The bored-looking nurse glanced lazily at the board, then back at him. “Straight down the hallway. First door on the left.”Yuri practically broke down the door as he charged into her room. “Y/N!”
You sleepily opened your eyes, blinking in confusion as your friend stormed to your side. “Dumbass, why didn’t you tell me?"Laughing softly, you quickly stopped as an ache of protest shot through your chest. "Sorry, Yuri. It just got bad.”
There was a minute of silence before he spoke the words he had been dreading to ask.
“Will you be okay?”You hesitated to answer, remembering the doctor’s grim smile as tears flooded your E/C eyes. “I’m…having a surgery. Tonight. If I don’t text you by two, I guess you’ll know.”
Yuri didn’t say anything as you looked away, ashamed you had withheld this information for so long before looking back up guiltily. “Hug?” You asked timidly, voice sounding like it did so many years ago at the ice rink.You was pulled gently into an embrace, and drops of liquid fell on your neck. Eyes widening, you choked back a sob as you pulled away, forcing him to look in your eyes. “Don’t give up on me just yet, you know.” You teased, wiping his eyes. “You still haven’t taken me ice skating yet!"
"Sir?” A nurse poked her head in. “I’m sorry, but you need to leave now.”
“Go, Yuri.” You gently urged, smiling encouragingly as the boy hid his face. “Please? I’ll see you later."I’ll see you later.
Those words made his feet move slowly towards the door, no matter how much he tried to stop them. The sound of the door closing behind him finalized it. And only then did his heart truly ache.
That night, Yuri tossed and turned in his bed, agitating the fluffy cat at his side.
Should I do it?
I need to ask…
Yuri: How are you doing?
Pressing the ‘send’ button with shaking fingers, he waited anxiously for any type of a response. Glancing at the clock, he cursed at the lettering that spelled out two-thirty.
"Fuck!” He cursed even louder, feeling tears prickling his eyes just as a message lit up his screen.Frantically unlocking his phone, the tears flowed freely from his blue eyes.
Y/N: Just woke up Σ（ﾟдﾟlll）sorry!!
Y/N: But I had a really nice dream!!!!!
Y/N: It was about ice skating with you. （＾ω＾）
✿✿✿
"You sure you’re ready for this?“ Yuri looked skeptically at you as you eagerly bounced back and forth on your skates.
"Abso-diddly-lutely.” You declared, breathing in a huge lungful of air that you cherished. Gently, Yuri led you onto the ice.Almost immediately, your legs slipped from underneath your body and you fell to the ground. “Ah!”
Yuri burst into laughter as your face turned red, glaring up at him.
“Don’t laugh!”
“You laughed at me five years ago, hypocrite.”
Struggling to your feet, you slapped his arm playfully as you wobbled. “Shush.”
Yuri just scoffed, turning his back on you.Making your way shakily towards him, you prepared to push him.
"Hug!“ You yelled in his ear as you weakly pushed him, only to squeal as he turned around and accidentally knocked you over. Fortunately for your skull, he caught you, his arm around your back, preventing you from hitting the cold ice. The two of you stared at each other in silence, your face slowly blossoming into a crimson red as you estimated the distance between the two of you.
That gap closed as Yuri’s lips pressed against yours, making your breath catch in your throat before you returned the kiss, relaxing in his arms. His lips were chapped, but warm against yours. Only after pulling you upright did he release you, both gasping for breath.
"You have no idea how lot I’ve wanted to do that.” Yuri smirked in satisfaction at your red face, ignoring the flush in his own cheeks.
“If you wanted a kiss instead of a hug, you could’ve told me.” You smiled cheekily as you caught your breath, making him chuckle as you wrapped your arms around him, feeling the beating of his heart against your cheek.
"Love you, friendo.“
"Love you too.”
Can you do a scenario where yurio realizes he’s in love with his s/o? Can you also do the same scenario for otabek? Thanks! :D
Hello! So sorry this took so long for me to write! Midterms were a battle haha But I’m glad to say I passed all of them! So hooray for that! Feel free to go and request something else since this took a million years.
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I’m so sorry, and I hope you enjoy!
Yurio:
-Yurio realizes that he loves his s/o while they’re traveling to a skating competition in London. And it’s not one definitive moment; more like a whole set of instances that combined and made the thought hit him like a ton of bricks.
-When they were at the airport (just boarding the plane I might add) when Yurio suddenly remembered he left his headphones on the counter at home, while Georgi suddenly freaks out because he left his makeup case in the car. It’s just a jumbled mess of the both of them screaming about their forgotten items when Yurio’s s/o just pulls both their possessions out of their pockets and gently tells them to calm down and to head onto the jetway. And Yurio just has this moment of “What would I do without you.” (And Yakov has a “where has this person been all my time as a coach?” moment to be honest. “They’re organized, all their ducks are in a line, and we’re actually on time for once holy shit”)
-On the plane Yurio’s s/o (being an absolute hero) decides to take the seat with a four year old behind them so nobody on the skating team has to. And that way Yurio can get his rest so he’s not jet lagged for the competition. Cut to the four year old kicking Yurio’s s/o’s seat ALL three hours and fifteen minutes to London while Yurio sleeps. (When Yurio wakes up and find out about what they had to endure it only solidifies his opinion that his s/o is a literal angel.)
-When they get to the hotel Yurio and his s/o share a room, and they wake him up every day they’re there with a gentle kiss on the head, and a light breakfast already prepared. So he’s fully refreshed and on time for practices, which Yakov and Lilia are over the moon about.
-While Yurio is skating he can always pick out his s/o cheering for him. Even though there are at least a 1,000 people in the stadium he can pick their voice out in an instant. They always sound so excited and overjoyed for him when he executes his routine perfectly.
-But it doesn’t fully hit him how much he needs them in his life until they have to leave the competition suddenly. There’s a family emergency back home, and they have to get on the next plane to Russia immediately. They don’t even get to see the final skate to see who wins.
-When Yurio comes off the ice his s/o isn’t there, and even though he just won the gold he feels sad. Yakov tries his best to show enthusiasm, but it (obviously) isn’t the same. His s/o isn’t there to almost hug him to death and give him a new cat plushie (and a kiss), and God does he miss their smile.
-They’re not even back at Yurio’s apartment when he finally gets back to Russia because they were at their family’s home a few towns over. The apartment is just so empty and quiet without his s/o there and he absolutely hates it. It’s like there’s something missing, and everything is bleak because of it.
-When they tell him they’re on the way home he waits by the door for them to come back. They’ve barely shut the front door when he just latches onto them and won’t let go. His s/o pushes the door closed with their foot and embraces Yurio right back.
-It’s very quiet, and if there hadn’t been complete silence in the apartment his s/o would’ve missed it but Yurio says a muffled “I love you” into their shoulder.
-If the past week has taught him anything it’s the fact that he can’t live without his s/o and that he never wants them to leave his side.Otabek:
-Otabek too realised that he loves his s/o during skating season. They always supported his career no matter what, and did everything they could to help him.
-During the three weeks before Otabek’s skating competition his coach was pushing him harder than ever. Longer practices, stricter diet, more workouts, ect.
-And no matter how late practice ran his s/o was still up, bright eyed and bushy-tailed, with a hot meal ready, and dancing to the radio in the background. No matter how many times Otabek told them to just go to sleep when it starts getting late, they never listen. His s/o knows that Otabek wouldn’t eat a good meal otherwise, and they want to be there to welcome him home.
-And to return the favour in the mornings Otabek prepares their favourite breakfast, which he delivers to them in bed, along with a cup of coffee. Unfortunately he doesn’t get to stay long with them because he has to go to practice.
-On occasion his s/o joins him for a run, or when he goes to the gym to either work out as well or to cheer him on as he prepares to compete. (Sometimes his coach will call his s/o and get them to come to practice when it’s crunch time and he needs Otabek to preform at his best. He always does better when his s/o is there watching)
-They’re both packed and ready to go to the competition when Otabek’s s/o gets a call from their workplace. Their boss denied they’re request for vacation time because it’s a busy week for the company. His s/o is crushed (and so is Otabek but he hides it since he doesn’t want them to feel bad.)
-So his s/o drives him to the airport in the morning, and with one final kiss they have to leave him at the main entrance. His coach can see that Otabek is upset, and his s/o has barely even driven out of sight yet. He gets on the plane and goes to the competition trying to put on a brave face.
-But it’s the first time his s/o has ever not been there when he was competing. And something about that hits him just right on the day of his free skate, and it’s an absolute disaster. (I’m talking about a JJ type of disaster) He ends up getting one of his lowest scores ever, and it breaks his s/o’s heart.
-They were watching it all on TV, and even though he seems unfazed his s/o knows he’s just trying to be tough. He doesn’t even pick up their phone calls because he feels like he’s let his s/o and his country down.
-So Otabek’s s/o goes into work the next day and basically tells their boss that the love of their life needs them, and that if they have any problems with that please let them know after they return home. And with that they hop on the next flight to where the competition is being held. When Otabek’s s/o knocks on his hotel door he is overwhelmingly happy to see them. He holds them tight, almost as if he’s afraid his s/o will disappear if he let go. They just rub his back and tell him it’s ok, and that they love him very much. That hug explained all the emotions that he was feeling that he just couldn’t put into words. And his s/o understood all of it.
-That was the moment he realised he loved his s/o to the ends of the earth. They fell in love with him because he was Otabek Atlin and not the hero of Kazakhstan. His s/o had become such an important part of his life he couldn’t imagine his life without them in it.
15 with Yuri P for the prompt thing please!! I hope you have an amazing day!!! <3
15. “i think you’re cute.”
word count: 189 words.
All day, people had been teasing Yuri about his cat ears headband, which both served to keep his hair out of his eyes but also made him look even more like a grumpy kitty.
Of all the people that had teased Yuri – all in good nature, of course – you were the only one to have not said anything.
Yuri felt that perhaps that meant that you didn’t care for the cat ears, but the truth was that you liked them a little too much. You had struggled not to squee when you had first seen them because really, despite his moody countenance, he was such a softie.
“Y/N.”
Your eyes shot up to meet Yuri’s own.
He was stood before you, a hand twinging one of the metal framed cat ears.
“You didn’t – you didn’t say anything about these and -”
Yuri frowned, unable to understand why he cared so much.
“I didn’t want you to think I was just teasing you. I think you’re cute, Yuri.”
“Really?”
“Really.”
Yuri gave you a soft smile and you once again felt like you were going to squee.
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Yuri!!! on ICE – Agape [print available]
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Yuri Plisetsky was a very angry person, but he hated bringing those feelings into your relationship. You were very grateful for that.
“Yurochka, how are you feeling today?” You asked, draping your arms around his shoulders as Yuri was unlacing his skates. He grunted, his fingers faltering.
“I’m sore and hungry.” Yuri complained, shrugging you off.
“Do you want to go out for some food? You were practicing for awhile.” You commented.
“I’m surprised you noticed.” Yuri scoffed, putting his skates away.
“What’s that supposed to mean?” You didn’t understand why Yuri was was so upset with you.
“If you don’t get it, that’s your problem.” Yuri huffed. He was about to leave when you grabbed his arm.
“Being passive aggressive isn’t going to make me understand better, Yuri!” You exclaimed. “I’m patient with your shit attitude most of the time, but if you’re going to be mad at me, at least explain yourself.”
“You want me to explain myself? Then what the hell is this about?” Yuri shoved his phone in your face. You stepped back, taking a look at what he was trying to show you. It was a picture on a social media site of you and Yuuri Katsuki chatting at an ice rink.
“He just asked if I could help him with a playlist. You know music is my specialty.” You sighed.
“Why didn’t you tell me?” Yuri growled, obviously hurt by how you tip-toed around him to meet with the other Yuuri.
“Because it wasn’t important! Why are you getting so worked up about this. Yuri? You know I’m dating you and would never leave you or be a “cohort” to the enemy.” You crossed your arms.
“Nevermind. I’m going.” Yuri grumbled, pushing passed you to get out of the ice rink’s locker room.
“Yuri, we share an apartment! With Otabek!” You exclaimed, seeing Yuri get flustered and leave angrily. You sighed, deciding that some space is what Yuri really needed to cool off. You went back to your apartment immediately, surprised when you saw Yuri there.
“Can we talk about this?” You asked. Yuri glared at you, going on with his own business. “Really? The silent treatment? It was one argument.” You crossed your arms, annoyed now. Yuri ignored you and sat down at the table with his meal. Otabek was looking between the two of you, painfully aware of the tension in the room. You groaned, leaving to go to the bedroom, not letting Yuri steal the bed from you that night.
“Is this your first fight?” Otabek asked Yuri, who glared in return.
“It was her fault.” Yuri shook his head. Otabek shrugged, not wanting to get in on this.
The next couple of days were the worst you had experienced. Both you and Yuri ignored each other, even though both of you were getting tired of this. Yuri wanted you back to being his girlfriend and the main chef of the apartment. He would rather die than admit he liked sleeping beside you, but he did. You wanted to go back to normal, having a less angry Yuri to bounce ideas and conversations off of.
You were sitting on the couch, reading when Yuri came home from his skating practice. He dropped his bag on the floor and walked over to stand in front of you. He stared at you until you looked up from your book.
“I. . .” Yuri never apologized for his behavior and he didn’t feel like he should.
“Accept your apology.” Both of you said at the same time, catching each other off guard. You were both annoyed, but you bit your tongue to stop from saying anything that’d start a new argument.
“I should have told you that I went to the rink with Yuuri.” You sighed.
“You should have.” Yuri agreed, arms crossed. You coughed, staring at him intently. He sighed, letting his arms dropped. “I shouldn’t have flipped out.” He mumbled.
“I forgive you. Peace?” You offered your hand.
“Peace.” Yuri sighed, taking your hand in his own. He sat on the couch with you, looking over your shoulder at the book you were reading.
“Mikhail Bulgakov? I didn’t know you read Russian.” Yuri leaned on your shoulder, instinctively curling up to you.
“I don’t. You said it’d be easier if I knew a little more about your home country, so I’m reading some of its books.” You explained, showing him the copy in your native language that you were going back and forth between. Yuri wrapped an arm around your shoulder, leaning in.
“I could read it to you.” Yuri offered, looking off to the side as if it wasn’t a big deal. You smiled, happy he was back to his normal self.
“I’d like that.” You passed him the book. Yuri leaned back against the opposite arm rest and let you lay in his lap, head against his chest.
“Russian or English?” He asked.
“Russian.”
“You won’t understand a word I’m saying.” Yuri exclaimed.
“But I like the sound of your voice, so I can’t complain.” You admitted, causing Yuri to blush as he began to read the book in his native tongue, happy to have you close to him again.
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