Destiny always finds a way with unconditional love.
At practise, Victor Nikiforov meets a young man named Yuri Katsuki.
Will they be able to fall in love or will they have to part ways?
Will Yuri be victorious in the Grand Prix final, or will som...
For the past few weeks, Victor had been coaching Yuri every day, apart from the weekends, when he would take him out for hot chocolate and food as a treat for working so hard.
It was 8 pm on a Friday, and Victor and Yuri were training together.
"AGH! Again! " While falling doing a triple Axel.
Victor stood across the room from him, watching him. He slowly began walking over to him and put one hand out to help him up.
" I can't do this, Victor! I'm not good enough! " with tears building up.
He sat up and covered his face with his hands while leaning on his knees.
Victor was looking down at him with such sadness that he was crying. He got down onto one knee and gently grabbed hold of his hands and moved them away from his face.
"Look at me, Yuri."
Yuri slowly looked at him, tears rolling down his cheeks.
You are good enough. You have a spark in you, it just hasn't been lit yet. Find that confidence you had when I found you practising on your own. "
He gently rubbed his thumb across Yuri's cheek, wiping a tear away.
"But Victor- " Before Victor interrupted him.
He gently put one hand on Yuris's chin.
"No Yuri, you are an amazing person and very talented. You must believe in yourself."
He stood back up and put his hand out for Yuri to grab hold of to help him up.
Yuri looked at him, wiped his tears away, grabbed hold of his hand, and got up.
And within seconds, he pulled Yuri close to him, wrapped his arms around him, and hugged him.
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They both just stood there hugging for a few seconds.
"VICTORRR! "
Victor turned to see who had just yelled his name from across the ice rink.
"Yes, Yuri?" After realising Yuri was standing there being his moody self.
"Are we still going out for dinner or not?"
"Yuri, why do you always have to yell so much? Yes, we're still going out. "
"WHEN?"
In a minute, me and Yuri are nearly finished practicing. "
Yuri sits down in a strop.
' Urgh, I've got to wait until this crying baby stops crying. '
