My Magnificent Skater (Yuri Plisetsky x Otabek Altin)

Can Superglue Fix a Broken Heart?

Before I even start le story, I want to say that dis picture of Victor (that I DREW!) took way longer than I thought it would... Hope that you beautiful Readers enjoyed it!

P.s. I think his hair looks dumb asf...

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"Yurio, give me Otabek's number." I demanded.

He shook his head. "I don't want you to tell him I'm like this. It makes me look weak."

He really thought that I was going to talk about him? "Yurio, just give me his damn number. I won't say a single word about you, unless you want me too."

Yurio was silent for a bit, deep in thought. I was going to ask him again, but he looked at me in defeat. "O-okay..."

He gave me his number, and I quickly added the trouble maker into my contacts. I proceeded to ring him up, and walked to a different room to talk with him.

The tone ringed as I waited, until I heard him answer. "Hello?"

"Yes, is this Otabek?"

I heard a long sigh on the other end. "Listen, I don't know how you got ahold of my number, but I am not answering anymore stupid questions about my love life."

"Well, I think that Victor Nikiforov would like to ask you a few questions first." I growled.

"Victor? How did you get my number?"

"That doesn't matter. What does is this whole mess you've started. Who's the girl, and what is she to you." I spat. I was beyond angry. Otabek has severely hurt Yurio.

"I can't give any information about her. She doesn't want to have any personal information out."

"Listen here. You have screwed up big time. If you think it's okay to leave and let a random woman live with you, while you leave your boyfriend in Russia to question whether his lover still loves him, you better prepare yourself for rude awakening."

I heard silence consume the phone. Good, I left him speechless.

"Victor, I'm sorry. She's staying with me for personal reasons, nothing is between us except friendship. She's a friend from childhood, and she was going through a difficult stage in life, so I'm helping her up on her feet."

"For God's sake! We don't even know the woman's name! You'd at least think that would be something we would know!" I yelled. I could hear Otabek flinch at my reaction.

"You would think that as much as you post your dumbass selfies on Instagram with her, you would at least share her name!"

"I know... And I'm sorry..."

"I'm not the person you should apologize to. Yurio is taking the information worse than I am."

Another long pause, and then a loud thud. "Otabek! I'm back!" A voice called cheerfully.

I growled. "Look at that! Looks like the mystery girl is back!"

Otabek did not like my tone of voice. "Listen, can you please stop harassing me. I am not cheating on Yurio. She's just staying here for a little bit."

"Otabek? Did a news reporter call you?"

He replied with a quick no. I stood in room, feeling like I would burst into flames at any moment.