cigarettes // yuri on ice

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Yuri's conversations with him were always short.

It only took the bus around 15 minutes to get to his stop. Sometimes longer, sometimes shorter.

Every day he would have to say goodbye to him, and every day he would have to wish that he hadn't;

and then wish that he didn't wish that he hadn't.

The Russian was always there when Yuri left.

Yuri wondered if he was lonely without him once it was his time to get on the bus and leave. He also wondered what bus took him, and where it took him.

But that seems to be all he can do; wonder.

Because he wouldn't dare to give away too much about himself.

And that made Yuri all the more hooked on his many mysteries.