He sat down on the bench again, as far away from the man as he could.
It was dangerous, what he was doing.
Investing his time in talking to strangers. Maybe that is why Yuri chose to ride the bus at night. He never saw the man in the morning, anyways.
He liked the thrill of it, talking to the cigarette man just for no reason gave him an escape from his crushing reality, where logic couldn't reach him and he didn't have to listen to it.
"Hello again."
"It's you." The man turned an inch and his eyes landed on Yuri.
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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
