"What was your old profession? Like what did you do.. when you were younger?" Yuri questioned, trying not to sound too specific.
"Oh.." he stiffened.
"I- uh. I was a little popular. Heh- I used to love the ice.."
Yuri frowned oddly.
Everything added up.
He was sure that he cracked the case for this skater-runaway.
But there was one thing that held him from voicing his suspicions;
He was nothing like the boy he saw on television. He thought, even aged the person he saw would be nothing like the man that was before him. It seemed too different to be the same person. Yuri couldn't describe it exactly, maybe it was his aura, or the way he always hunched, or how he always had a sad smile on his face, or managed to give a melodramatic response to even the most positive of things.
But that didn't stop him from wondering:
If they were the same person, what made him change so much?
What could of happened?
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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
