Yuri Plisetsky x reader flirting on ice

The flight

Chapter 12

The faire la paire competition was like a warm up for you, just to get experience and to booster your popularity before the Grand Prix.

" Are you ready?" Yakov voice echo into your room.

"Yes"

You hall your luggage and pull the Handel up , wheeling it out of your room.

" Good" Lilia grab your shoulder.

You four travel to airport by Yakov's car.Lilia sat in front with, Yakov driving. The typical Yuri texting on his phone.

You laid your head on his shoulder and look at his phone.

" Who ya texting?"

" Otabek"

"The figure stater from Kazakhstan?"

" the one and only"

You nuzzle your face into Yuri's shoulder, warming your face from Russia's cold harsh winter.

' I wonder If Cataline, Lia and Brie is going to enter this competition.' You thought bitterly.( If you don't know who Cataline, Lia or Brie is go read chapter 1 and 2. I wrote those two new chapter)

'I wonder who they are paired up with. Maybe I will meet Fa there, what country is she from again? Oh yea Thailand'

" neh, Yuri, who are we competing against?"

" I don't really know, but Otabek is going to be there, his partner is kalia." Yuri continue to scroll down his phone.

His looked at you at the corner of his eyes and put an arm around you." Eh. What's up with you, you seem kind of down"He then ruffle your (h/c) hair.

" Oii leave my hair alone! You Russian Idiot!" You shove both of your hands at Yuri's face.

"I can do what ever I want , you Mo- Ron" he neck lock you and played with your hair till its messy and looks identical to a bird's ness, I see no difference.

" You meany!" You shoved him away and fixed your hair... well, tried to.

" hah, seems like your back to normal now" Yuri threw his hands in the air and placed it behind his head ,relaxed." But really, what's up?"

" The sky is up"

" I see your stupid humor still haven't left you"

You sighed " just don't want to meet some people"

" hmm? Who?" Yuri eyes project curiosity, resembling a confused cat.

" someone like-" you head lock Yuri " You!" You mess with his hair which was surprisingly soft and silky, not at all tangled. " pay back time bitches!"

" (Y/n)! Don't speak such unattractive words!" Lilia scold you. For a moment you thought Lilia and Yakov wasn't here.

" sorry" you apologized on reflex.

" I-di-ot" Yuri spoke and flicked your forehead, none too gentle.Your hand automatically went to your temple and rubbed it, soothing the pain.

The rest of the drive was in silence, worries quickly approached you, like a dear caught before it gets hit by a car. It's unnerving .

' But If I really do meet (Old/Coach/Name).... I don't think I'll be able to face (him/her)'

Before you even realized it, you were in the plane ,seated.

' I guess I was deep in thoughts following Yuri into the plane.'

You buckle your seat belt and looked out the window.