Yuri on Ice || Seven Minutes in Heaven

「Yuri Plisetsky」

"Let's start playing!" Viktor said cheerily as he clapped his hands together.

To get this game started, a number from one through seven was written down on little slips of paper. The guys were each given a number and inside a small bag was where the slips of paper were located. Each round, a girl would be chosen to grab a slip of paper from the bag to see who they were paired with. This round, you were that girl.

"You can go first," he said as he grabbed your hand and pulled you towards the center of the room.

All eyes were on you as you allowed yourself to get pulled towards where the bag was. Slightly nervous about the predicament you found yourself in, you reached a shaky hand inside the bag and pulled out the first slip of paper you felt. Carefully unfolding the neat piece of paper, the number written on the inside of it was now visible.

"Number three?" you called out hesitantly.

A loud and angry scoff was heard from somewhere in the room which didn't do much to ease your nerves.

"I was forced to play this damn game and now I'm first?" a heavily accented voice spat.

Looking up from the shaking piece of paper in your hand, you saw that Yuri had now stepped forward. Your heart both fluttered and nearly stopped when you realized that you would be in the closet with this boy. But as attractive as he was, you still couldn't help the tiny shred of fear you felt when he looked at you with those dagger-like eyes of his.

"Ah, Yurio!" Viktor exclaimed. "This is great!"

"Oh, shut up!" the boy yelled as he crossed his arms.

Without another word, the older Russian began to push the two of you towards the closet located at the other end of the room. He didn't stop pushing until the closet door was open and the two of you were inside.

"Have fun, Yurio!" was the last thing he said before closing and locking the door behind you.

"Yeah, yeah. Whatever," mumbled Yuri as he leaned against the wall, his arms still crossed.

For the most part, the two of you just stood there in silence. Every so often you would lift your head up to take a quick glance at him just to see that his stony gaze never left you. He didn't seem to be glaring at you anymore, but his look still made you uncomfortable. As you looked up at him once again before turning away, you heard him scoff.

"W-what?" you stuttered nervously.

"Why do you keep looking away?" he asked without missing a beat.

"I don't know. Why do you keep looking at me?" you countered.

"I'm just thinking."

"Thinking about what?"

He stayed silent for a moment and that only made you wonder even more. What was he thinking of? The first thought that came to your mind was that he was planning your death. After all, he seemed to hate being in this closet with you and it was your fault for him being in the closet now even though it was purely accidental. Before you could ponder on that anymore, he finally spoke.

"Thinking about how much time I'm wasting doing nothing here while I could be doing something else."

The harshness of his words wasn't intended at all, it was just a natural habit for him. But because of that accidental harshness, you took his words as something else. You figured he was being bitter about being stuck in here or maybe even annoyed about the fact that he was here with you. From everything he's said and done so far, you thought he had no interest in you. That's why you were surprised when he moved closer to you and pressed his lips against yours.

It was an awkward kiss at first due to how stiff the two of you were. It took you a moment to realize what was happening but once you did, you felt your heart start to beat ten times faster. Working up the courage, you slowly started to kiss him back, letting him know that you wanted this. Realizing that, he quickly deepened the kiss and even roughly bit your bottom lip earning himself a gasp of pleasure from you.

Both you and Yuri wanted to do so much more. You wanted to tangle your fingers into his blond locks and he desperately wanted to run his hands down your body. Before either of you could do that, the closet door opened to reveal a shocked looking Viktor.

"When I told you to have fun, I didn't mean like this!" Viktor exclaimed causing a blush to bloom on both yours and Yuri's face.

"Don't give me that bullshit!" Yurio roared defensively. "It's Seven Minutes in Heaven, of course this is what you wanted!"

The only response given from him was a smirk before walking away from the closet. With each of you a blushing mess, you both slowly made your way out of the closet. You continued to shoot quick glances at Yuri as the each of you walked hoping that he would say something about what happened. You didn't just want this to be something he was forced into, you hoped he enjoyed it just as much as you.

"You're a horrible kisser," he said bluntly.

You felt your heart sink into your chest a little after hearing that. It wasn't until the next thing he said that caused a wide smile to appear on your face.

"That's why I wouldn't mind kissing you more to get you better at it," he mumbled, his face growing pinker and pinker. "You know, just to make sure you're decent at it."

Despite how it sounded, you knew that was his way of telling you that he enjoyed it just as much as you.