Fallen Star (a yuri!!!on ice x male!reader)

The verdict

Um...people are actually reading this? (like i know it's not a lot but still...wtf?)

I'm trying to make this a bit more anime-ish also..memes and bad jokes. You have been warned. Byeee

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***At the dinner in the restaurant***

-"Denied" the woman said with her poker-face on.

(m/n) and his mom wore identical shoked expressions at the studden response, altough (m/n) had to surpress a small laugh the woman remebered him of a meme.

-"Lilia..."(m/n)'s mother started but cut herself off. She knew better than to start arguing with the 'demonic' woman.

-"I happened to see your son's ...representation not too long ago. He lacks grace, his form is far from beautifull and even tough he puts his feelings in skating he is hesitant and does not give the vibe of a professional figure skater"

With every insult (m/n) could feel a small arrow stabbing him trough his head. This woman  was a monster ? Did she liked to judge books by their cover? Was beeing mean second nature to her or something?

-"However I must admit...he has potential, talent and aparently determination.(me:*cough* DETERMINATION! *cough*). I can not take him under my wing permanently, but I can not refuse a dear friend either..."

Lilia took a long pause contemplating what she should do while (m/n) covered his face with his hands. Wheter it was from anxiety, embarasement or the irational fear of catching a cold, he didn't know. Most likely a mix of them.

The retired prima-ballerina released a smal sigh.

-"Alright. I can not promise miracles over-night tough. I am a professional in the domains he lacks. I can teach him how a true choreograpy is made. However, it is up to him how he puts my teachings in practice."

-"Lilia! Thank you!" (m/n)'s mother had anime tears streaming down from her (e/c) eyes while she was grinning like an idiot. (m/n) couldn't help but to tilt his head to the side while giving a small simele himself. Bad move. The scar on his forhead was revealed and it didn't go unnoticed new 'coach' but the woman sais nothing about it as (m/n) looked away in embarasement trying to cover the scar with his hair.

-"Practice starts tomorrow at 5 a.m. I will not accept any excuses for beeing late except death. Did I made myslef clear?"

-"F-five?" It was the first time (m/n) spoke trough the entire meeting(except the formal greeting at the start). His mother  said he should be more extroverted but, at the same time. she was the one giving him death stares whenever words that said woman considered unsuited left his mouth.

-"Did I sutter? Do NOT make me change my mind."

-"Y-yes m'am" (m/n) said intimidated by the woman.

***Meanwhile in Japan***

-"You're going to choreograph my program like you promised!We're going back to Russia!" The blonde yeelled briging a sad expression on the face of Yuri Katsuki.

-"Hmm...Ok! I got it! I will choreograph a program to the same music for both of you!"

-"Wahhh?!"

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(M/n) sighed heavely. He was resting on his hotel's bed with his flu mask back in place. He remebered the private conversation he had with his new coach.

*flash-back*

-"I wish to ask you something, (L/n)"

-"Please call me (m/n)."

-"What happened?" the woman said ignoring the male's request.

-"Umm...excuse me?" He said quietel not understanding the question.

-"I saw a skater in the last tournament that intigued me. Even tough he was looking sick he enterd the ice ring with his head high. A foolish move. Foolish but brave. He lured his audienced in even tough he could not skate properly. He skated with confidence as he missed his jumps. At one point he lost that confidence...and he seems  to not have regained it yet."

-"I...pity him. I'm not 100% sure what happened either... but I have a few ideeas" The male said with a bitter smile. He was broght back to reality by the sensation of col wind blowing. (m/n) wanted to return to the hotel asap.

-" 5 a.m." Lilia said walking away, back turned to the younger man.

The male notted ruushing back. He needed his Pills an Flu-mask.

*end flash-back*

(m/n) turned his phone back on. He saw he had a message from Yuri but right now he  didn't feel like reading it. He knew the younger male would be mad if he knew he was ignoring him on purpose but right now he didn't feel like talking. He throwed his phone (it did a barrel-roll) and landed on the carpet nearby, magically not breaking. (m/n) repetately slammed his head against his pillow before deciding he should rest. He had to wake up at 5 a.m. after all.

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I think I am dragging this too much...idk. We got an extended breack so her I am typing this crappy fic at 2 a.m. ...what am i even doing?

Sorry for grammar mistakes. No beta. (also English is not my mother language)