Eccentric|| Yuri On Ice x reader

Chapter 19

Viktror jumped into the pool. The water was only cold for a second; it fizzed up producing bubbles due to his splash.

'In life, you need vacations where you can be yourself, away from your hectic everyday life.' Viktor slowly rose to the surface doing a back float. 'When I get away from skating, two "L words" come to mind: life and love. I've been neglecting both for over twenty years.'

The Grand Prix Final would be held in Barcelona Spain. Viktor wanted to go swimming. Y/n did too, but Yūri didn't want her to get sick and he claimed that the cold water wouldn't help her leg. She didn't understand why he was so overprotective all of a sudden. They've all shared a bath before.

Viktor sneezed. His nose started running. 'Even Barcelona's cold in December.'

"I thought, other than me, only a Russian would be stupid enough to get in the pool this time of year," someone said. Viktor turned around seeing a familiar face. "I guess I was right."

"Chris!"

Chris had on shades and a robe, a bottle of champaine in one of his hands. "Hi, coach Viktor." Chris greeted. " And here I was hoping to go skinny dipping."

"Don't let me stop you," Viktor said raising his head higher out of the water. "I'll even take photos for you."

'My name is Viktor Nikiforov.

I was kidding about being on vacation. I just arrived in Barcelona, Spain, for the Grand Prix Figure Skating Final.' As he said, Viktor took pictures of Chris for him in his swimsuit. 'He's Christophe Giacometti fom Switzerland.'

"Since you left, I'm one of the oldest...' Chris downed another glass of champaine. "And I'm only 25."

'Nowadays, Chris is sexy both on and off the ice, but when I first met him at the European Championships, he was like a little boy running through the Swiss meadows. I've shared the podium with Chris at many Grand Prix Final, European Champtionship, and World Championship. I can't imagine a skating season without him, and he has said that he wouldn't be motivated in a season without me, either. Despite all that, he was savvy enough to make it to the Grand Prix Final.'

~*~

"Yuri! At least check yourself in," Yakov scolded. The teen looked up from his phone irritably.

"You do it, Yakov. I'm tired." Yurio walked off to come into contact with squealing fangirls.

"Yuratchka!"

"Autogaph please!"

"Can I get a photo with you?"

Yurio grit his teeth. "You ug-"

"Yuri Plisetksy," Lilia interrupted. "Don't use unattractive words." Yurio ended up getting forced to take pictures with the fangirls much to his dismay.

'From Russia, we have Yuri Plisetsky. At 15, he's qualfied for the GP FInal first thing in his senior debut. He's a tomboy cat under my former coach, Yakov. After visiting Japan, he's been called by his nickname, "Yurio." It's well-known that he has rabid fans called "Yuri's Angels," who appear at every competition.'

Yurio had a facial expression of disgust and horror. He had to wear a pair of cat ears on top of being forced to take pictures. "Wow, he's so popular." Yurio looked over to see JJ and his girlfriend.

"Yuri's Angels are famous," JJ said.

"Huh? But JJ Girls are better about following the rules, and we're cuter."

Yurio glared harshly at JJ's girlfriend. "Don't diss my fans and call them ugly, you ugly ass bitch!" He yelled.

"So scary. Help, JJ." JJ pulled his girlfriend closer and smiled.