Through his muffled sobs, the man responded back with a "Hello." His voice was low and raspy, apparent he had been crying for a while now. "What's wrong sir?" Yuri asks, glancing over at the strange man. Although it was dark, he could still see the outline of him, and that he had on that fancy suit and.. white hair? Grey? Platinum?
After a minute of silence, Yuri spoke up again. "Why are you wearing a suit?"
The white-haired male continued to look down before he took his shaking hand and wiped some of the tears stinging his cheek. "I went to a wedding." He smiled weakly.
"Oh.. Who's?"
"Mine." He let out a pained sob.
"Congrats..? Why are you crying then?"
"Because he never showed up."
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cigarettes // yuri on ice
Fanfiction"You know those are going to kill you one day, right?" ♡ ; lower cases are intended // completed ; yuri!!! on ice fanfic
