All About Us [Yuri Katsuki x Reader]

2 - Patience is a virtue

Pathetic.

That was the first thing you thought when you first went on the ice.

The moment the blade of your skate came in contact with the slippery surface triggered some sort of domino effect which leads you to where you were now.

Your face making contact with the ice.

You could hear the worried shout of your newly appointed teacher as he tried to help you up.

It has actually been a few weeks since then.

Yuri Katsuki has been patiently putting up with your grumpy self for about three weeks now.

You managed to learn a few things about him in that time span.

First, he is a complete fangurl whenever it concerns a certain Russian skating god named Victor Nikiforov...

Okay, maybe not a complete total fangirl. You could tell that he holds the guy in such high regard.

At first, you didn't know why he placed the man in such a high pedestal...

He practically showers the dude in hero worship.

And you could respect that.

But seriously, he had just way too much posters of that Victor person in his room.

And you didn't know whether to find it endearing or creepy.

You settled with endearing to avoid the awkwardness.

Second, he has this cute little toy poodle pup that he named after - guess who - Victor.

Apparently the Russian skater had a soft spot for poodles which lead Yuri into begging for his parents for one of his own.

The little pupper was absolutely adorable and you found yourself enamored with him, having never been allowed to have a pet of your own aside from a gold fish that you had when you were younger. (Needless to say the poor thing died after a week in your care because you forgot to feed it).

Pets were too troublesome, your parents said.

Third, he had a favorite dish called a "pork cutlet bowl". It was his mom's specialty served at their family owned hot spring/inn.

You have been there once and managed to taste the highly acclaimed dish.

Needless to say, you were hooked.

It was just that good.

You could see what the hype was all about.

Fourth, he was a competitive figure skater. And a damn good one, if you do say so yourself.

You haven't personally seen one of his matches yet but by the way he practices during his free time, his skill was absolutely nothing to sneeze at.

Having brought home a couple of medals and trophies from various domestic completions must have been no easy feat.

He was very talented and more importantly, very passionate.

Which was one of the things which drew you to him.

And lastly,

Yuri was a really good teacher.

He was very understanding and patient despite your complaints and rants.

On your first try at ice skating, you could hardly keep yourself upright.

Once Yuri let go of your hand, you always somehow manage to fall either face first or having your tail bone hit the icy surface.

You looked like a complete wreck that day.

But Yuri was persistent despite the role of being your 'coach' was shoved into his face.

After a few days (and a couple hundred of tries later) you were able to speed around the rink like a pro.

It was exhilarating.

Hooray.

Of course, that was all you could do at the moment.

Getting to stop was a different matter entirely.

At first you screamed bloody murder because you couldn't seem to quote, 'find the breaks'.

You do not know how he has managed to put up with your err...rather strong personality.

"Try not to stiffen your body too much, (Y/N). It makes skating harder."

You panted and wiped the sweat off your forehead, "Yeah, noted." You said sarcastically before speeding up again.

He just shook his head and sighed.

He had to admit, you were pretty much a handful to deal with...but you provided a source of entertainment, per se.

He would never tell you that to your face in fear of being mercilessly beaten into a pulp.

Teaching you was...a rather long and ardous process.

You often hissed out strings of curses when you couldn't get things right which of course, lead to him having to diffuse the situation by coaxing you to try and try again.

Learning wasn't learning without a few mistakes.

A few...painful mistakes.

You decided you needed to take a break.

Hell, you deserved it. Your muscles felt completely sore.

The rink wasn't that congested with people to which you were grateful.

You do not want people to think you're a complete idiot for falling onto the ice all the time.

You watched Yuri as he gracefully skated across the ice.

You watched from the side, resting your chin on the palm of your hand and pouted.

"Damn, Katsuki. How'd you get to be so good?"

He balked at your remark, nearly tripping over his feet which was completely unlike him.

"Eh? I just practice a lot. It's no big deal."

You scoffed. He was too modest, "Don't sell yourself short, Katsuki. But by saying you got that good by practicing alone means that I have a lot of catching up to do."

He tilted his head to the side, which you admit was rather cute.

"'Catching up?'"

You gripped at the side of the rink, one hand pointing an accusatory finger at the dark haired male, "Just you wait, Katsuki! One day, I will become just as good as you and we will be able to skate on the same ice together!"

His eyes widened at your declaration.

He didn't really know what you meant but he felt really...

Happy for some reason.

You held an air of determination which he really admired from you.

Sure, you were new to skating, but it didn't mean that you couldn't learn.

He smiled, "I'll be looking forward to it."

He was filled with a sudden excitement for what was to come.

"You better be! One day, I'll be able to be just as good as you and beat your sorry ass!" You declared, grinning manically.

His eye twitched.

You just had to go and ruin the moment didn't you?

A wicked smirk then replaced his previous elated smile, "I'll believe it when you could actually learn how to skid to a stop properly."

You narrowed your eyes at him, "S-shut up and wipe that stupid smirk off your face!"