Yuri On Ice || One Shots

Yuuri x Yuri Smut

Yuuri k's pov
Sorry @ requestor that it took so long
Requestor anonymous

18+ content warning

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I was startled out of my sleep as Yuri barged into my room.

"What are you-" I start to ask groggily but he cuts me off quite loudly.

"You piss me off" he snaps standing in the middle of my room with his hands on his hips.

I sit up my blankets sliding down to show my exposed chest and stomach.

I rub my eyes sliding on my glasses to look at the clock "can't you be pissed in the morning...?"

2:34 am

"No" he huff crossing his arms.

"Where is everyone?" I sit up still half asleep my blankets pooling at my hips.

"You don't remember?" He rolls his eyes "everyone went out to celebrate you winning gold and ended up being to drunk to come back"

I yawn rubbing my eyes under my glasses, ending taking them off again.

"oh" I say vaguely remembering that I didn't want to go.

He stands there for a moment as if almost forgetting why he was here.

"So that explains why you're here" I look up at him "you have no one else to bully"

He pauses for a moment before leaning over me with his hands on his hips "I am not a bully!"

I raise my eyebrows as I stretch falling back onto my back.

My back cracks and I groan tiredly "you are because you like to wake people up at 2 am" I open my eyes to look at him with my arms behind my head.

His cheeks are tinted a slight pink as his eyes trail down my lean stomach to the waist band of my boxers.

I'm then painfully aware of how naked I am and sit up again.

"Anyways what do you need" his eyes snap up to mine as he still leans over.

He stops again and thinks for a moment "i forgot"

I let out a small laugh at his forgetfulness and his cheeks heat up more.

"Well it's not like I came here to be nice, I came to yell at you but I forgot my excuse" he explains pacing my room.

I watch him pace around in his basketball shorts and baggy t-shirt.

He seems oddly attractive wearing such casual clothes.

I blink.

Stop, youre still half asleep.

He turns back around and walks towards me smacking me upside the head.

"Ow!" I duck clutching my head "what was that for?"

"What? Want another?" He snaps almost as a joke than a threat raising his hand.

Instinctively I grab his hand and roughly pull his hand down.

A small squeak pops out of him as he slips on a t-shirt I left laying on the floor.

He falls on top of me and my muscles tense as his cold fingers grip onto me.

He stares down at me wide eyed and I look up at him with almost a knowing look.