Two Katsuki's - [Yuri!!! On Ice x Male!Reader]

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“What do you mean you can't go?” Yurio frowned as Y/n faced him, Viktor, and Yuuri.

“I can't be around so many people. I'll watch it from home.” Y/n rubbed the back of his neck and gave a small smile. In all truth, Minako was coming over. She had offered Y/n more lessons to touch up on his dancing. And he had to call Yakov.

“Ah. Just make sure you're paying enough attention!” Viktor smiled and ruffled Y/n’s hair.

“Heh. Alright.” Y/n smiled and waved them off, their uniforms in hand.

Once they left, Y/n called Yakov.

“Hello? Y/n? Shouldn't you be watching those idiots play around?” Yakov’s voice made Y/n snicker at the Russian man.

“I'm about to. I'm at home. I wanted to tell you something.” Y/n stood there and stared at the ground, his toe digging into the hardwood.

“What is it, child?” Yakov huffed.

“I'm going into competitions this year. And I asked for Viktor to coach me when he isn't with Yuuri. Minako, my dance teacher, will fill in when he can't. But… I feel bad for switching. Do you give me a blessing, Yakov?” Y/n explained in a stressed string of Russian, a bit faster than he was used to.

“Y/n. I told you that once you went to Japan, whoever became your coach wouldn't be a large deal with me. I'd give my blessing. But Viktor… He's there to woo your brother.” Yakov told Y/n it and it added onto stress.

“I… Know. I wish not.” Y/n scratched at his scalp. “But he's the only option besides Minako and she can't fully do it.”

“Alright. But once you get tired of him, you can come back.” Yakov just gave Y/n a blessing.

“Thank you Yakov!” Y/n let out a breathy laugh. “And… Yuri will be going home soon. We all know Viktor will chose my brother.”

“I know. I have plans for him when he gets back. Don't worry, child.” Yakov approved and Y/n smiled.

“Goodbye, Yakov. I'll see you at the World's.” Y/n whispered.

“Goodbye and good luck.” The line clicked dead.

Y/n felt a wave of relief hit him when he didn't question it and let him do it. He had an hour before their performances, and he needed to warm up for Minako and make sure his pole is still in Yuuri's room.

Y/n sat on the ground quietly and did his normal stretches, reaching for individual legs and butterfly sits. Then he moved to his torso, his gut and abdominals mainly. Then his arms.

“Ah, Y/n. I see you're almost ready.” Minako's voice carried out smoothly into the room as Y/n stood up.

“Let me change real quick.” Y/n opened his door and changed into a tight black T-shirt and spandex leggings that were actually female. They were comfortable, so why not use them?

Y/n put on his wrist and ankle wraps before going to Yuuri's room, where Minako was.

Yuuri's room was modest and all of the posters were stripped from his walls. Only art that him and Y/n did over the years, letters from family and Phichit pinned up.

Yuuri had the pole at the opposite side of the room to hide fairly easily. It was still in the middle though, a good five to six clearance on each side.