Reverence (Yuri Plisetsky x OC)

Agape

I sighed as I stared at the screen of my laptop, the kitchen around me pitch black and the only sound being the clock ticking quietly in the corner. My eyes flickered to read it had just left 3 am. Heaving another sigh I turned back to read the article I was reading.

"Injured Athlete able to run in Olympics again thanks to surgery on leg."

This had been what I'd been doing in the days since Yuri went back to Russia, digging up surgeries and medicines and other ways I could maybe skate again. At the moment I was on the most promising lead, a Doctor in Tokyo who had surgery put metal splints into the leg of a Jamaican Sprinter in the Olympics who could now run again. I'd even exchanged some emails with him. Something stopped me when I was about to book myself into the appointment. Fear. As always.

I almost shrieked as the lights suddenly flicked on until a hand went over my mouth.

"Shh!" came Victor's voice, suddenly in my ear and I relaxed.

"You scared me half to death!" I hissed, he laughed as he sat down beside me a the table.

"Why are you up?" he smiled

"No reason." I sighed, lowering the lid of my laptop slightly. He caught on to y suspicious behaviour and lifted it back up, squinting at the screen a smile broke on to his face.

"You're gonna get surgery!" he beamed

"I... I don't know yet." I sighed, brushing my hair off my face "the thought of going back to competitive skating scares the living day light out of me.. but I just.. I want to so much."

"Have you told your family?" he said sternly, nodding at the screen

"Everyone except Yuri..." I sighed, shaking my head "I don't want to get his hopes up."

"You two seem very close." he mused

"He's my hero." I smiled, looking at Victor "be nice to him."

"Always." Victor smiled

"Yuri was already in competitive skating by the time I was old enough to enter the Junior Division, I wanted to be like him so much." I laughed "I still do."

"I'm supporting you," victor smiled "whatever decision you make."

I felt my eyes well with tears and I sniffed "thank you." I managed

"Oh my god, I know!" Victor squealed, I shushed him but he only lowered his voice lightly "I'll choreograph your piece for when you do go back!"

"Y-you will?" I stumbled "but I haven't even decided if I'm gonna go for it?"

"Even if you don't then you;ll have a piece just for you." he smiled "if you ever change your mind."

"Thank you." I whispered

"I can even train you once you come back!" he beamed "I'm already Yuri's couch, what's one more Katsuki, hey?"

"That's a wonderful offer." I smiled "but you're Yuri's, not mine." I saw Victor's cheeks colour slightly and I smirked "besides, Celestino will be so thrilled... and I can be rink makes with Phichit again."

"Of course." Victor smiled "at least let me teach you the routine?"

"Of course." I repeated "um, Victor - could I ask a favour?"

"Anytime." he nodded

"Teach me to skate Agape."

x

"Aimi!" came Yuri's shout up the stairs

"What?" I snapped back, looking up from my book in reproach at the break of my quiet atmosphere.