All About Us [Yuri Katsuki x Reader]

30 - Bring me home

You were pacing back and forth in the living room restlessly. Your anxious pacing would probably have scuffed the floor of it weren't carpeted.

It was Yuri's job to be worried about these sort of things.

But the dark haired skater was sleeping like a baby in his room.

How is he able to sleep so peacefully?

In a strange reversal of roles, you were the one who was worrying.

You were busy worrying about something you weren't even going to be a part of.

He was going to Russia in a couple of days to compete for the Grand Prix Finals.

The Grand friking Prix Finals.

You were psyched. You were beyond psyched.

And the best bit is, you weren't even the one who was going to compete, he was!

And yet you were the one who was going to have dark rings under your eyes...

It was already 2:00 in the morning and you couldn't sleep a wink.

You already fluffed your pillows, tossed and turned on the couch, watched some crap television for a little bit (muted of course - Yuri was still sleeping. You liked to dub what you think the characters were saying) , listened to a bit of music, sketched and doodled a bit and still nothing.

It was strange that Yuri would be so calm before a competition. Usually he would be a jumbled ball of nerves and you were made responsible to snap him out from whatever funk he was in.

You wanted to wake him up so badly so that you wouldn't have stay up all night alone but he needed to rest. He was going to leave for Russia in a couple more days.

It was rather selfish really.

You tried to take your mind off your sleeplessness by chowing down on some leftover pizza...

But then you realized that other than facing insomnia, you had another problem...you were downright bored.

You checked the clock.

It was 2:15.

At this rate, you weren't going to make it past morning.

Usually when you couldn't sleep, you had either of your parents stay up with you until you tire yourself out. Both of them were pretty much night owls so staying up late with you wasn't a big deal for them.

That was back when you were still a kid. Before they got really successful and busy and all of that jazz.

Apparently, being able to stay up late if not all night was proving to be good for them. That way they could work longer.

Sheesh.

You actually feel bad for the both of them. You wonder if they still have a life outside of work...

Nah.

Everything else is probably in the back burner.

Like yourself for instance.

You pinched yourself.

This is what lack of sleep does to you.

You grabbed your phone off the table. You needed a distraction. Any sort of distraction.

Maybe you could browse through pictures of cute animals doing funny things or play a game or two to alleviate your boredom...

You groaned.

What was the point?

You felt hopeless.

You were brought out from your pit of despair when you checked the time again.