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    Fuck. Victor looked awful today after he got off the ice. He wasn’t even looking at the medal before they took it away to get his name engraved. He looked like he wasn’t even there. Yuri just wishes Victor would talk to someone (preferably not him) because fuck, he needs him. Victor’s actually a pretty good guy, once you get past the questionable taste in clothes (he forbids animal patterns. Like, really, dude? Such an old man) and, somehow, he’s always managed to inspire Yuri. He’s shown him moves, scolded him when he stayed too late the rink, and he’s always commented on all of his performances, just to show he was watching.

    And Victor likes watching movies with him, and volunteers to watch his siblings from time to time, when Yuri just needs to get away, for once. Victor buys him cat stickers for his birthday, even though he pretends it’s a kid’s gift and he doesn’t like it, and doesn’t say anything when he puts them on his notebooks. Victor’s kind of like an older brother, if Yuri wanted one. Which he doesn’t. He really doesn’t.
    // Yuri is done with Victor's shit. And he's done with Yuuri's too, fuck him. He's so done.

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  8. 24 Oct 2018

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    It’s a very badly kept secret in the figure skating community in Russia that Victor is gayer than a rainbow-striped unicorn waving a pride flag, which, to be honest, is to be expected. Like, the dude doesn’t tone it down. At all.

     

    Yuri,” Natasha says to him, slowly sliding to a stop next to him, her red hair tied up, a few strands of hair falling and covering her face, “You should go and talk to Victor.”

    He makes a face, crossing his arms over his chest and huffing indignantly, “Why me? He ’s supposed to be the emotional supportive mentor, not me.”

    She arches a perfectly trimmed eyebrow (how? Witchcraft. Fucking hell) and stares him down, because she’s taller than him. Literally everyone is taller than him. Yuri’s pretty sure Levi Ackerman and a fucking bacteria are taller than him.

     

    “Why aren’t you done fucking Yuuri yet?”

    Okay, he’s only human. There’s only a limited amount of time he can wait before he cracks. He can deal with Victor scowling at him for his bluntness, even though he’s like, basically the same.

    What he’s not expecting is for Victor to suddenly choke on his Coke, eyes widening and body spasming, looking like a deer caught in the headlights. He drops his sandwich, staring at Yuri with a panicked look in his eyes.

    “What?” he squeaks, and.

    Holy shit.

    ...Does Victor not know ?

    Oh man. This is gonna be amazing.

    “I said,” he smirks, “Why haven’t you bent that dude over the table yet? It’s been about two weeks, I’m sure you could do it.”

    Victor is still staring at him, blue eyes focused, pupils dilating. “I-I-uh.”

    Yuri rolls his eyes, “Victor, if you’re surprised I know about the gay thing -”

    “I-I’m not here to f-sleep with Yuuri,” Victor says suddenly, sounding upset, and fuck , “I don’t know what you -”

    “Dude, I know you. I’m sure you think he’s a decent skater and all, but your true motivations -”

    “Yuuri isn’t a decent skater ,” Victor snaps, looking annoyed, “He’s brilliant.”

    Oh. My. God.
    This isn’t happening.
    “This isn’t happening.”

    “W-What are you even saying , Yuri?”

    “Oh my god,” he says, because he can’t believe this, “Do you actually like this guy?”

    He’s so calling Natasha. And Yakov, too, fuck propriety and professional relationships, he needs to know.

    “Of course I do!” Victor grumbles, looking down at his sandwich, lying sadly on his plate, “I like everyone. I’m a very pleasant person.”

    Yuri giggles, “But you like Yuuri more .”

    His friend narrows his eyes, pointing at him with his index finger, “Yuri, you’re being a little shit, and I’ve told you many times -”

    “Victor and Yuuri, sitting on a tree, K-I-S-S-I-N-G -”
    “I will murder you -”

    “But then Yuuri won’t love a murderer! C’mon, Victor, think things through first.”

    “They won’t find the body, I’ll have it burnt -”

    “-can’t wait until you get matching Grand Prix outfits. For Him & for Him. The gay icons of ice skating -”

    “-tell the police, “Why yes, officer, I was at home the whole time!” and they will believe me, because I’m a respected member of this society, and I have millions of fans -”

    “But seriously, Victor,” Yuri interrupts, “Do you really like this guy?”

    “I -” Victor hesitates, eyes looking down at their table. He’s fidgeting with a keychain in his hands, and he seems like he isn’t really aware he’s doing it. He actually looks fucking unsure.

    “I think I really do,” he whispers, after a few minutes of Yuri staring at him, jaw dropping to the floor. His voice is so low that he can barely hear him, and Victor swallows, looking away quickly, “I think he’s special, Yuri.”
    Holy fucking shit.
    He’s totally calling Nat -
    “Don’t tell Natasha,” Victor adds, sounding a little more like himself, more knowing, which is a fucking relief, “Don’t tell anyone, Yuri, or I will have you skinned.”

     

    Yuri scowls and settles back in his chair, huffing and crossing his arms over his chest, “Fine. Whatever. She’s gonna kill me the minute we get home, but sure . At least she’ll be nice about it.” He pauses, “Have you even told the guy, Victor?”

     

    The older skater very pointedly doesn’t say anything.

     

    Yuri could never see this coming. He’s actually the most mature out of the three of them. That’s...probably a fucking first, actually.

     

    “ Dude ,” Yuri’s eyes widen, “Are you like, nervous or some shit? Because let me tell you: you aren’t subtle. If Japanese Beauty hasn’t realized that you’re extremely gay for him, then he’s blind and those glasses aren’t working. You radiate rainbow, Victor. I’m pretty sure radiation specialists are looking for the source of homosexuality in your fucking emissions.”

    Victor raises an eyebrow, “Okay, Yuri. I can see you have very strong opinions on this.”

  9. 24 Oct 2018

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    If there’s one thing that Yuri knows, it’s that Victor is a goddamn player and he is disturbingly good at it.

     

    It’s a very badly kept secret in the figure skating community in Russia that Victor is gayer than a rainbow-striped unicorn waving a pride flag, which, to be honest, is to be expected. Like, the dude doesn’t tone it down. At all.

     

    Yuri’s 99.99% sure Victor’s gonna get beaten up one day because of it, if he hasn’t been already, and Yuri will reluctantly go find the dudes and fuck them up; because he may be an obnoxious and a too fucking loud person who listens to shitty music, but he’s a decent figure skater, and he’s actually kind of nice, so yeah. He doesn’t have to explain himself.

     

    Fuck that. And fuck Victor, too, for being too good at this shitty sport that likes to make him wear sparkly outfits. Where are the leopard prints?

     

    So yeah.

     

    Yuri,” Natasha says to him, slowly sliding to a stop next to him, her red hair tied up, a few strands of hair falling and covering her face, “You should go and talk to Victor.”

     

    He makes a face, crossing his arms over his chest and huffing indignantly, “Why me? He ’s supposed to be the emotional supportive mentor, not me.”

     

    She arches a perfectly trimmed eyebrow (how? Witchcraft. Fucking hell) and stares him down, because she’s taller than him. Literally everyone is taller than him. Yuri’s pretty sure Levi Ackerman and a fucking bacteria are taller than him.

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