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    “So, what are you working on?” he hears Katsuki ask conversationally, once he’s pulled up a chair to Yuri’s table. “Trig?”

    Yuri leans back in his chair, roughly brushing his bangs out of his face.

    “Yeah,” he mutters reluctantly, when it becomes apparent he’s going to have to talk to him. Still, he pulls the packet closer, curling around it almost protectively. He doesn’t know how else he’s supposed to tell Katsuki to butt out. A year ago, when he’d first met the guy, a simple glare had been more than enough to send him cowering, but now…? Now, Katsuki is used to him. He doesn’t coo over him like Mila, or mercilessly tease him like Victor; but at some point, Katsuki has grown comfortable around Yuri.

    The thought that he can no longer intimidate his biggest competition makes him twitch.

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    Or, five times Yuuri helped Yuri, and one time Yuri returned the favor. (Yuuri+Yuri friendship, background Victuuri)

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    15 Apr 2017

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    AU. Before the Grand Prix Final starts in Sochi, Yuuri finds Victor's phone. He returns it--and hijinks and heavy flirtation ensue.

    (Just about everything that happens at the Sochi GPF happens here, so if something that happens there might bother you, check the tags?)

    Now with bonus epilogue!

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    Yuuri hated looking at pictures of himself. His hair had started sticking up again. And he had that horrible star-struck smile on his face. Plus, he was blushing, and blushing always made him look so young.

    “Aaaaaah.” Yuuri winced. “I look so…”

    Victor winked at him. “Cute!”

    Before Yuuri could protest, Victor dropped the photo into Instagram and started typing a caption.

    My champion! I thought I lost my phone this morning, but look who returned it? Our very own…

    Yuuri watched as Victor’s agile thumbs (so agile, and no, he was not going to think about what else Victor could do with them) stopped moving. That fan-struck part of him that had been screaming mentally in the back of his mind came to a slow halt.

    Victor didn’t know his name.

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    18 Feb 2017

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    “Did the doctor send you?” When Yuuri doesn’t reply fast enough, since he's still gaping like a fish, he turns to Yuri. “Did the doctor send him? Because wow,” He drops his arm and presses his hand to his chest like the dramatic bastard he is. “You’ve got to be the prettiest man I’ve ever seen.”

    “Oh my god,” Yuri groans. “Is he hitting on you?”

    (In which Yuuri worries, Viktor's on the good drugs, and Yuri puts up with a whole bunch of bullshit.)

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    05 Feb 2017

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    "Are you a beginner?"

    Viktor was not a beginner. Viktor was the TA supposedly in charge of this study session. Viktor spoke Russian. Viktor was Russian.

    "Sure!"

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    07 Jan 2017

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    16 May 2016