Ice Queen

Feelings

     Yurio's pov
   I stood in shock. Had I heard her right? I wasn't sure what to say. I regret what I did now, but out of shock, I kinda just stormed out the room.
     2nd pov
Did he not feel the same? As you confessed your feeling to Yurio, he left room. You were going to follow him, but just then your phone rang.
You looked at the number and recognized it as your dad.
     Deciding how much trouble you would be in if you ignored it, you picked up.
"Hey da-" you started.
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING SLEEPING WITH BOYS!" he screamed. What did he mean?
"Huh?"you questioned him.
"OH DONT PLAY DUMB WITH ME!" you phone practically vibrated as he yelled from the other side.
"Sorry dad, I really have no clue what you're talking about." you decided to act like you hadn't just slept in the bed with another guy. How did he know?
"IF YOU'RE SO CONFUSED, CHECK WHAT YURI POSTED ABOUT!" with that he hung up.
Quickly you checked your phone. The picture popped up right as you entered the app. It already had a million likes.
It was a picture of a sleeping you and Yurio right next to you in bed. Except, you were laying on your side and sometimes your boobs look bigger when they are pushed together.
Yurio had posted with some of your cleavage showing. His head laid between your head and boobs. It looked a little....questionable to say the least. Your cheeks turned redder than a cherry.
"YURIO!" you screamed out of anger. The post was getting more likes by the second. You checked the comments. Many of them were fangirls of Yurio, telling you to back off. A few were from creepy men, talking about your cleavage.Some were from people you knew.
Victor commented," So cute together!" Was his plan all along to get you guys to make up? With the comment, maybe he was trying to get you guys to make out.
   You didn't want to come out of the room, but you were pretty sure you'd be performing today. You could only get your schedule though if you went downstairs. Slipping on your shoes, you moved out of the door.
      As you walked through the lobby, many eyes were on you. Quickly you shuffled to Victor and Yuri's table.
"How was your night?" Victor grinned.
"Considered ya'll probably had sex, mine was fine." you shot back. You noticed Yuri bright red.
Victor didn't address your remark and instead handed you your schedule.
"So we have another small problem." Victor sighed," Yuri and you have overlapping times." This meant the you'd both compete at the same time.
Victor shared his plan," I was think I'd go with one of you to your free skate and the other to their short."
Considering how nervous Yuri got during competition, you decided to be nice.
"It's ok, you can go with Yuri to both." you offered. He'd need it more anyway.
"No, it's ok Y/n you don't have to do that!" Yuri protested.
"Oh c'mon, you're a mess during competitions. You'll need Victor. I think I can manage." you reassured.
The three of you agreed to let Victor go with Yuri for both his short and free.
"Eat breakfast Y/n." Victor ordered.
"No." You challenged.
"Just eat." a voice said behind you. This cause you to jump a little from the sudden shock. You recognized it as Yurio.
You looked up at him.
"Aren't I a fat pig?" you quoted the text he sent you right before your free skate in China.
He looked down, seeming ashamed.
"Sorry about that, I didn't mean it." he apologized.
"It's fine." you forgave him.
"Now go eat." he commanded you. Feeling guilty, you obliged.
The hotel was more western style so it provided a breakfast of things like eggs, bacon, and even some cereals you had never heard of.
You grabbed some scrambled eggs and headed back to your seat. It was like the entire table was staring you down, but you just couldn't move the fork to you mouth. It felt so wrong.
Yurio noticed your hesitation.
"Here." carefully he took hold of your fork and filled it with eggs. He moved food into your mouth until the plate was clear.
You could tell people were taking pictures of both of you, but Yurio comforted you.
"Don't mind those idiots."
Victor and Yuri were smiling at the two of you.
Your schedule said you would be performing at four.
"I'll go get ready." you excused yourself. You noticed Yurio wasn't following you, this was your chance.
As soon as you reached the room, you ran to the bathroom. You dropped to the toilet seat and shoved your finger down your throat as far as possible.
Right as you felt it coming up, you heard the door click open.
Panic caused your eyes to widen, but it was too late to stop. You hadn't even bothered to close the bathroom door.
As the nutrients left your body, Yurio ran to your side. He held back your hair(if you have any that can be held back)
"Are you ok? Was there something bad with the food?" he asked in his Russian accent.
As soon as you finished, you responded,"I'm ok. I feel better now."
"Are you sure? If you're feeling sick, you should tell Victor." he instructed.
"I'm not sick!" you insisted.
"Then why were you-" then it hit him. He walked closer to you.
You expected him to be angry, but instead he hugged you.
"Why?" he questioned, his voice was much softer than before.
You struggled to find an answer to his question.
"Don't do it again." he ordered as he let you go from the hug.
"I'll try, but it isn't that easy." you informed him.
Then he actually said something motivational,"I know, but I've seen you do a lot of not easy things before. I know you're strong enough to."
You thanked him and then began to get ready. Short program would be first so you dressed into your blue dress you always wore. Yurio agreed to wait in the bathroom as you got dressed, but you found yourself struggling to reach the zipper.
Yurio's pov
I agreed to wait in the bathroom as Y/n got dressed. What was taking her so long? Then I heard her yell my name.
"Yurio." she called for me.
"What? You almost done?" I asked.
"Can you zipper this for me." she questioned. I walked out the bathroom and towards her. She looked as beautiful in the dress as she looked that day in Japan when she opened for the show.
It felt wrong seeing so much of her back exposed.
I noticed she wasn't wearing a bra(NOTE, THEY BUILT ONE INTO THE SUIT)
I touched her back. It felt soft.
"Uhhh, you gonna zip it?" Y/n questioned.
This brought me back to reality and I zipped it up for her.
Gorgeous
She was stunning, I couldn't help but to stare.
I watched her as she brushed her teeth and washed her face, I couldn't take my eyes off her.
"Are you going to get dressed?" she looked at me.
Then I remembered I also had to compete today.
2nd pov
     You noticed Yurio's blush as he glanced at you.
    When the both of you were finally ready, you moved to your suitcase to grab your jacket.
It would hide your costume and keep you warm.
Only, you noticed you jacket wasn't there.
"What's wrong?" Yurio questioned when he noticed you frantically looking through your suitcase.
"Can't find my jacket." you sighed.
"Take mine." he threw you a hoody.
"No it's ok, you'll be cold!" you tried to give him it back, but he refused. Eventually you gave up and slipped the hoody on. It was large on you, but definitely would keep you warm.
"Let's go." he ordered as you both exited the room.
When you got to the lobby, Victor and Yuri were grinning.
It's like every time they saw you together, they get all giddy. It was creepy.
"Bye Yurio!" you yelled as he departed with his grandpa.
You, Victor, and Yuri waited outside for your cab. You were glad you took Yurio's hoody, because it was freezing outside.
"Sooo how are you and Yurio going." Victor asked.
"None of your business. I don't talk about about Yuri and you do I?" You grinned.
"No, but maybe you should." Victor licked his lips as he hugged Yuri from behind.
   "Ew." you gagged. Thankfully your cab arrived before the love birds got any further.
"We'll get you after you compete! You'll do great!" Victor reassured as you hopped in.
Yurio's pov
When I got into the car with grandpa, he started asking me all sorts of questions. At first they were about what I ate for breakfast and if the beds were comfy, but then they became about Y/n.
"Pretty that girl is. She your girlfriend?" he questioned.
"No." the thought of her being mine was too much. I blushed a little.
"I bet you like her." he continued.
I couldn't lie to him.
"Y-yeah a bit."
He asked me more questions about her the rest of the way, but I couldn't shake if his question if she was my girlfriend.
What would that be like?
I don't think I'd mind.