Yuri On Ice || One Shots

Yuuri x Yuri Smut

Requestor Anonymous.

The ship is a little weird due to the age gap, but please be nice to not hurt anyone's feelings :)

18+ content warning

Yuuri K's pov

I was slightly intimidated by the glaring Yuri sitting next to me on the bench in the changing room.

"When Is he going to get here?" He grumbles referring to the usually late Viktor, though he was extra late today.

I shrug not really saying anything considering the Constant yelling between us two.

I don't really mind it though.

I glance up at him from my hunched over state.

"What?" He snaps crossing his arms and moving to place his legs on either side of the bench so he's facing me.

I shrug again "nothing"

"Are you sure about that?" He leans forward and I naturally lean back at his intimidating gaze.

"Yeah..?" It comes out more as a question than an answer.

He blinks at me then leans back with a frown.

"Y'know, I don't get it" he states vaguely staring me down.

"What?" It's my turn to ask as I avoid his eyes looking at the floor.

"I don't get why he insists on training you" he says crudely "you aren't that great"

I sigh setting my chin in my palm as I go back to hunching over "yeah I totally get why he gave you agape" I say snarkily.

"What'd you say?" He growls gripping the sleeve of my shirt.

"Nothing" I turn my head to the side with a irritated look.

"Well at least I can actually make it to the podium" he takes a verbal jab at me.

My chest stings a little and I look up to meet his eyes for the first time today.

I remember the day we stood in the bathroom together and how he yelled at me after my episode in the stall.

I fall silent.

Something must have shown in my gaze because his face contorts in regret for a split second.

"Sorry..." he mutters quietly.

I turn away.

His hand still grips my shirt and he tugs slightly on it "hey.. I really do mean it"

I ignore him, I know apologies don't come easy to him but I wasn't really in the mood.

"Yuuri" he says getting slightly irritated with me again.

I look towards the door running a hand through my hair silently hoping Viktor comes soon.

"Look at me idiot" he grips my chin tightly and pulls my head to the side to stare at him "I said I'm sorry"

My eyes are wide as his face is only a few inches away from mine.

He doesn't seem to notice how close we are at first but when he does he leans back a bit.

"Sorry..." he mutters again.

I snort "you apologize a lot"

He squeezes my chin a bit "it's only because you're so emotional" he glares.