I ignored Yurio staring at me reproachfully is I stood in my skates at the corner of the ice rink. I figured by now he'd just Googled my fall to be honest - he was being annoying about my skating when he now knew my ankle was bad.
"Take a picture," I sighed, he jumped and I shot him a look "it lasts longer."
"Are you sure you should be skating?" he asked with a frown
"If I don't do jumps I'll be fine." I muttered as Victor skated on to the ice, he was about to show the boys their choreography and wanted my impartial opinion on it. He smiled and I clicked for the music to start, he was showing us Yurio's first. Who just hurmphed at my dismissal and turned to watch Victor skate his routine. "On Love: Agape." I smiled, being able to see Victor skate up close was amazing - Yurio's routine looked hard but was beautiful, graceful and slow movements to a gorgeous song.
"Kind of like that? What do you think?" Voctor beamed at us
"Yeah, I think I got it." Yurio shrugged
"Aimi?" he smiled excitedly to me; I'd let slip that I'd choreographed my routine that got me into the Olympics myself and now he wanted my opinion on a lot of things. Honestly, I think he just wanted to cheer me up - like he could tell I was pissed off about not being able to skate but he wanted to bring it back into my life in other ways. I think he's a real life angel to be honest.
"Beautiful." I breathed "you really captured the theme! and the movements are so graceful! I think Yurio's going to look amazing skating that."
He grinned as if that was exactly what he wanted to hear, I could feel the boy looking at me and I turned, his eyes went wide as I met his gaze, his cheeks reddening as he looked away. I felt my heart rate quicken and I looked back to Victor so fast I probably gave myself whiplash. Shit, he was so cute. Victor was smirking and I dropped my gaze to the floor, my face exploding with heat.
"Alright, Yuri next." Victor was still smiling as I clicked on the music for my brother's routine. Which seeing Victor skate made me blush. the man was hot, what could I say. Though I wondered how my awkward brother was going to pull it off. The routine was fast passed with a lot of jumps, high kicks and spins.
"How was that?" Victor panted when he was done, brushing silvery hairs from his face.
"it was very... "eros"." my brother said, I chuckled, he definitely wasn't. This might be a challenge for him, but I'm sure he could manage it.
"Aimi?" Vicot smiled
"Incredible, as Yuri said, very Eros - totally sexy." I laughed, Victor beamed at the compliment as he started discussing the logistics of the routine with Yuri.
"Isn't it weird to call an old man sexy?" Yurio hiffed and I rolled my eyes
"Not when he is." I teased and he clicked his tongue in response "though I can't see my brother managing the same theme, he can lack confidence sometimes..."
I frowned as Victor stepped close to Yuri - caging his chin as if he was going to kiss him. My frown changed to a smile when I saw the back of Yuri's neck go red. I knew he'd always admired Victor, honestly I didn't want to know what he did with those posters. I'd never asked Yuri about his sexuality before... I mean he'd never brought a girl home so I just assumed he wasn't interested in any gender.... but seeing the flustered state he was in right now.... I looked to Victor who had a small smile on his face as he looked at him, I cocked my head. This is interesting. They're adorable moment and my over analysing was cut short by Yurio barking at Victor about being trained first and I sighed. What a cockblock.

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Reverence (Yuri Plisetsky x OC)
FanfictionA drop out from competitive skater after an accident leaves 17 year old Haruku Katsuki in a rut with little to no inspiration. Until she meets Yuri Plisetsky, a pissbaby with anger issues who brings colour back to her life. I don't own YOI or it's c...