Spice [NaNoWriMo 2023 Winner]

En Dedans

The party that was thrown the day before the Gala had been something of epic proportions. They were celebrating Victor's Birthday, Yuri's Gold metal and also Phichit and Malee's engagement. Otabek and Chris came to the party, dragging JJ and Isabella with them, along with Georgie. Their final skater didn't want to come, declining the offer with a smile and telling them he didn't like big crowds but he appreciated it and would see them all at the Gala. They respected his choices but sent him a 'Congratulations for making it to the Grand Prix, see you next year!' text before focusing on their own party.

Yuri, Chris and Otabek wore their metals, posing for pictures for their friends, family and fans, Chris joking that they should get a box for Yuri to stand on. The blond commented that next year he'd be taller than Chris and he could shove that box up his ass. Chris snorted, amused by the sass and not believing the young skater would shoot up nearly that tall and waved it off.

"And because competitions are over, we can eat whatever we want!" Chris cheered,

"Pick anything, it's on me," Yuuri said and the table paused,

"Are you sure?" Otabek asked and Yuuri laughed,

"My best friend just got engaged, my boyfriend is celebrating his birthday and his young brother just won gold. Yes, I'm sure," Yuuri said and Victor brightened and leaned forwards, pressing a kiss on his temple.

"I'll take a free meal when offered," JJ said, his cocky attitude seemed to have died when he placed second to last, maybe he'll learn a lesson and work harder on his manners.

"Thank you Yuuri," Phichit smiled, Malee showing off her ring to Isabella beside her, the two of them fawning over each other in girlish delight. They started off with food, and then they moved onto the wine, even Yuuri getting a small glass and toasts were made to the guests of honour. They kept the volume down to something tolerable for the restaurant and then they moved the entire party to a club that Otabek was going to be DJing at.

Yuri was not one for crowds so he stole away Victor and the two of them found a corner to take shelter in. They were trusted with valuables, phones and wallets while everyone else found a place on the dance floor. The music became loud, a hungry beat and tempo and the club erupted with cheers and dance. Drinks were shared again, JJ and Phichit quite happily chasing off anyone who would go anywhere close to their partners and Chris acting as big brother to Yuri who was attracting attention himself. Otabek also had a keen eye on the blond, but it seemed everyone was safe and having a good time.

"Go on and dance," Yuuri said to Victor, "I know you want to."

"I do, but I want to dance with you," Victor smiled and Yuuri downed the rest of his drink, alcohol making him bold.

"Well, I guess we can dance the next time someone sits down," Yuuri smiled. They didn't have to wait long as Chris and his boyfriend came by for a break and Yuuri and Victor headed out to the floor, joining their friends in their fun. Otabek brought the beat up and the crowd danced faster, jumping, bumping, swaying and grinding, everyone was high on the energy of the room. Otabek knew what he was doing, and when he retired, this may be the career that he could continue with.

Victor had his hand on Yuuri's hips as the shorter man danced in their circle of friends. JJ seemed to have a truce with Yuri for the time being and he and Isabella were keeping the blond well protected from anyone with wandering hands. Victor wondered if Otabek told them about his feelings for the young skater, it may explain the sudden change. The group danced, drank and went back to the hotel with less grace than they left with. Yuri and Otabek were the only sober people in the group but at least no one was making an ass of themselves as they tripped into the elevator, hoping they were being quiet enough.