2nd POV
The next morning you woke up to the sound of your alarm. It was eight. You had an hour before you needed to be there. You chose to wear an athletic top paired with leggings, combined with old running shoes. As much as you hated the leggings clinging to your body, showing your flaw, you knew they'd be best for skating. Then you selected your (f/c) pair of skates and slide out the door at 8:30. You arrived the same time as Victor and Yuri. You notice Victor holding something, which he then handed you.
"Eat up!" he smiled.
"I'm not hungry." you made up an excuse. He frowned, then your stomach decided to growl at the worst time.
"Fine." you sat on a bench outside of the rink with the food. It was dumplings. They disguised you, you used to like them, but now looking at food hurt.
You took a small bite of one.All you tasted was failure.
Making sure no one was looking, you trashed the dumplings. You felt bad about it, all the hard work to waste. You stayed a little longer outside before joining them, just to really sell that you ate them.
"Were they good? My mom made them."Yuri asked.
"Yeah, what meat was that?" you questioned.
"Pork, I really like the seasoning she puts into them." Yuri explained. You nodded as you tied you skates on. Yuri and you then met Victor on the rink.
"What music would you guys want to skate to?" Victor asked.
"Oh, I let my coach decide." Yuri answered.
"Always?" Victor looked a little shocked.
"Well there was this one time.." Yuri started to say.
"What about you?" Victor turned to face you. You couldn't look at him in the eyes since the night before.
"I don't care." you replied truthfully. You let your parents pick most times because if you wanted to do your own song, they make you choreograph the entire thing without their help.
Victor sighed," I want both of you to select a piece of music to use. In the mean time, let's work on your jumps Yuri."
You both helped Yuri with his jumps, jump after jump was pretty tiring, but you hung on for your turn.
"Time for you." Victor clapped his hand together as he skated towards you.
"You're like Yurio," this made you blush, thinking about him," you struggle expressing the emotion in the piece. Your opening show was near perfect, but I struggled sensing the mystery and suspense in it. In your "Tsunamis of Love", I felt no love. You glared the entire time." he shared. His honesty hurt a little bit.
He continued," I want you to choose a song you can connect to. One in which you can express yourself with." The next hour you spent looking through your playlists. Nothing felt right.
"Lunch break!" Victor called. When he didn't see you follow him and Yuri he questioned you," Are you coming?"
"I don't have lunch."
"Here!" he handed you another box.
You sat together outside. This time you couldn't lie about eating it. Inside the box had Tofu. Again, the sight of it hurt and the smell made you nauseous.
"Are you ok Y/n?" Yuri asked, looked at your greening face.
"Oh y-yeah sorry." you replied, shoving the rice into your mouth.
Victor's POV
I was the first to finish. I was shocked to see how much Y/n was eating, maybe she had gotten better. I wondered over to the trash can to discard of the remnants of my meal. When I looked inside, I saw dumplings on top.
Did she really throw it all away? I frowned at the thought of this. I would have to watch her more closely.
2nd POV
After finishing lunch, you excused yourself to the restroom. You hadn't needed to do this in awhile, not when there wasn't any food entering your body.
Fingers creeped to the back of your throat where you felt yourself begin to gag.I won't go into detail about the next three minutes, but it ended with you washing you mouth with the sink water.
Quickly you exited the restroom and went to put your skates back on.
"What took you so long?" Victor tested. You could tell he was suspicious.
"The sink wasn't turning on." you lied. Victor decided to leave you alone, likely because a grown man asking a young girl to describe her bathroom activity wasn't very appropriate. The rest of the day, the three of you worked on selecting songs and practicing a few small movements.
As you packed up to leave for the day, Victor proposed to go to the store.
"You said you didn't have any food for us!" he recalled the day Yurio, Yuri, and him came over. You couldn't say no, so Yuri brought you both to the nearest grocery store.
Victor did most of the shopping, but asked your opinion on a few things. Things like if you would prefer apples or peaches. You chose the peaches, knowing it had fewer calories. By the end of the shopping trip, your total came out to over one-hundred American dollars. You were about to swipe your debit card, but Victor beat you.
"I'm your coach, I pay." he ordered.
The next few weeks continued like this. Victor would watch you closely as you ate breakfast and lunch. You would hurry to the bathroom after to puke your guts out. Eventually Victor started realizing what was going on, so you had to be more secretive. Yuri still remained in the dark, confused why Victor wouldn't let you use the restroom. Twice a week Victor would bring you to the grocery store, and get food for you. Dinner was the only meal you could skip without Victor knowing. Eventually the food Victor bought went bad and you had to throw it out. He was buying so much, you had to throw a lot away to make room. You never ate it, but you made a few meals for them each week.
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Ice Queen
FanfictionYuri on ice x female anorexic/ bulimic reader They called Y/n L/n the Ice Queen. She enchanted all, and her power on the ice was infinite. That was until she mysteriously quit the sport and moved to Japan out of the public's eye. Soon she finds hers...