One night right before he was about to head out, he noticed all of the commotion coming from downstairs. He walked down cautiously, peering through the rails boarding the stairs.
"Oh, hi Yuri~" his mother called.
"H-hello..!" He walked down the stairs, pretending that he wasn't sneaking out. His parents were watching TV.
"Sit, come look! We're watching old programs of the junior division. It's really old, from like.. 12 years ago I th- oh look! Yuri my favorite skater is on." She smiled blissfully as the thin, petite teenager took the ice and began to skate.
His hair was long and up in a ponytail. It was the most stunning of colors; that same light gray he kept noticing on the man he talked to every night. Yuri was shocked, he's never seen another person with the same hair color as him except for just now on TV.
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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
