Stay by my Side || Victor x Yuri

Thinking About You

{Yuri POV} 

"Can I have a pork cutlet bowl?" I asked Victor.

"No." Victor replied as he took a bite of his pork cutlet bowl, "You can't gain any weight."

"Well what about you?" I scoffed.

"I'm not the one performing. Plus, you get fat easily. My bod is like none other." Victor smirked.

"That sure is true," Mila came into the room, "When do you want to do more ballet? I'm free today."

"Can't. Going to practice Eros with Victor. I think I'm able to sometime tomorrow. Plus I do need your help with a few things." I looked at Mila and she smiled.

"I should be free tomorrow." Mila said then left.

"So when should we go to the ice rink?" I asked Victor.

"Now. Let's go!" He stood up quickly and grabbed is bag. I grabbed mine and followed him. It wasn't raining today, but I kind of wished it was raining so Victor would warm me up with his seductive smile and touch.

"Okay, first workout of the day. Let's jog over to the rink." Victor said. I nodded and followed him once he started running. For some reason I couldn't stop checking him out. I mean, he's right in front of me. What else should I do? 

As we jogged there, many cars came by. I was hoping that there were more puddles so I could get splashed again. Just so I could wear Victor's jacket. What is wrong with me? He's my coach. Nothing more.

I did wish that he was more. It always felt like there was more. I wandered what Victor felt. I always wandered that. I bet he doesn't feel anything. 

I always wandered why he flew out here in the first place. What inspired him? Something had to have inspired him. Whatever it was, I'm glad that it was enough for him to come out to Japan and coach me. It is pretty much a dream come true.

I also wandered what was going on with Yurio. I was kind of jealous with the relationship that he and Victor developed, but that relationship seems to be coming to an end now that Victor is coaching me. I do wish that Yurio and I were better friends. 

I  just realized that I was thinking during the entire jog over to the ice rink, and I didn't realize how tired I was until I got there. I was pretty much out of breath.

Victor opened the door for me.

"Ladies first." He chuckled.

I glared at him, "That's why I'm going second."

Victor laughed, "How about together?" He took my hand and pulled me in. I felt my body warm up. Not because I was inside, but because of Victors touch. There was just something about him that was... different? I felt way more happier when I was around him. I'm actually starting to look forward to hearing his lectures.

Once we got set up, we started practicing Eros.

But instead of imagining a pork cutlet bowl, I imagined Victor, which was probably why I kept messing up.

"What is up with you today?" Victor said as he got onto the ice, "You seem off. Would you like to tell me?"

"I- I'm okay, really. Just tired." I responded.

He frowned, "Actually, you went to bed pretty early and slept in."

"I kept waking up in the middle of the night..." I lied, "Plus, I can be tired even if I got a bunch of sleep."

"That's true," Victor smiled again, "Something still seems off, but I guess I'll stop prying. Let's skate Eros together. Make sure to bring in the sexual tension." He winked.

"Y-yeah! Okay!" I got into my ready pose and stood next to Victor. Once the upbeat music started playing, we started skating. I felt better knowing that Victor was right by me.

Victor's moves were practically flawless, while mine still needed a ton of work. I knew that I could never match up with Victor. Everything about him seemed... absolutely perfect.

Shit.

I got lost in my thoughts and fell. Victor immediately stopped skating once he saw me. 

"Yuuuurrriiiii," I heard Victor say as I got up, "Something is definitely off about you. Tell meeee!"

Once I was up again, I felt Victor's body press against mine and pin me to the side of the ice rink. His eyes stared right into mine and he whispered, "You better tell me what's up."

I felt my face burn and I looked away, "Well, I...I know I won't be as good as you. You're almost perfect at everything."

Victors face backed away and his eyes widened, "Don't say that. No one is perfect, Yuri." I felt him gently grab my hand, "I'm sorry you feel this way." Then he kissed my hand and I closed my eyes.

"Why do you have faith in me, anyways? It's not like I'm going to make it to the finals. I'm not going to go far and I'm not-"

Victor hugged me. I felt teats run down my face.

Victor looked at me and smiled, "Don't cry." He said softly and wiped my tears away, "I believe in you." He kissed my forehead.

"Heh..." I chuckled, "Thank you."

"Now, chop chop! We have to finish our practice session!" Victor did a little spin.

Then I started laughing, and I didn't know why, but I just let it happen. He could always cheer me up.