Spice [NaNoWriMo 2023 Winner]

First Position

Victor and Yuuri were laughing in Yuri's room with Otabek and Chris as the teenager rode high on his crazy lead. The boy had shaken off his anxiety pretty quickly and was now standing on the bed declaring himself the winner already.

"Okay, hold on, bebe, I always peek in the free and your friend Otabek is here, how can you be so mean," Chris laughed at the youngest blond. Yuri leaned over Otabek, hands on shoulders and completely folding over him.

"You don't mind, do you?" He asked and Otabek looked at him wide eyed and shook his head, "See, he doesn't care, what, you scared or something?"

"I was hoping to retire with a bang," Chris shrugged, "But if I have to take another season just to kick your ass down a couple pegs, I will."

"Let me in! I brought food!" Georgie screeched from the hall and Victor bounced off the bed and opened the door to Georgie, Phichit and Malee. "Thanks."

"What about you Georgie, how many more years are you planning to work?" Chris asked and Georgie sighed and collapsed on the bed.

"Depends on how my knees are doing after this season," He said, "I've been feeling it pretty bad the last couple of weeks. Yakov said I should stop before I tear something important or do what Victor did and shatter my ankle."

"Leave my shattered ankle out of it," Victor pouted and hissed as Georgie poked at him playfully. The group laughed as they divided up their take out and drinks, finding a place to sit and eat as Lilia came in to grab her purse.

"That coat is amazing," Chris breathed and the older woman twirled, showing off the flare of the beautiful coat. "Victor, you need to share your boyfriend."

"No," Victor said with a possessive smile and looked up as Lilia fixed up her hair, "What time will you be back so we can be gone."

"A couple of hours, Yakov and I are going out with some of the sponsors. Don't forget to look after your hair, Yura, and make sure you clean your face properly Georgie. Everyone be good, don't stay up too late. I'm not everyone's coach but I don't need yours to blame me for tired skaters." Lilia leveled the room with a look and everyone was smart enough to nod and promise to go to bed at a reasonable hour. She left and everyone got back to their food and drinks, Yuuri was actually chatting with the group to get more ideas for his designs. He wondered if he could talk the retiring skaters into modeling for him but for now he was just happy to have an entirely new world to work with.

"Funny, if I have kept to skating I might have been in this competition instead of just observing it," Yuuri said and Phichit hummed,

"Would have been lonely without you," He chuckled, "Then again, we were both on the ice in college."

"What took you off it?" Chris asked as he passed the Thai man a drink,

"Couldn't find a passion for it, I was often on that ice all alone and back home there was nowhere to really practice. I would have been away from my family longer than I would have liked. I love what I do because I can go home when I want too, but this world? I'd never be home, I'd never have family, the only family I had in school was Yuuri. We just followed each other and here we are."

"Aw," Chris cooed,

"And this is why people thought we were dating," Yuuri laughed and Phichit snorted while the rest of the room fell into giggles.

"He's mine now," Malee smiled and leaned into Phichit, giggling as Phichit leaned down to give her a kiss. Yuuri enjoyed the two of them, he wished them all the best and hoped they continued to just be.

"On a serious note," Otabek piped, turning the attention his way, "Have you been paying attention to the media with Roswell? Yuri caught me up the other day so I thought I'd look into it."