He turned around. There he saw a Japanese man with black hair, but he didn't connect the dots, since he's never seen him before.
"I'm sorry, who are you?"
"...Yuri."
He dropped his cigarettes and lighter in shock. For a moment he was frozen, his oceanic blue eyes wide. After he snapped out of it he clumsily picked them up and mumbled some sort of apology to Yuri still in a frantic haze.
"Hello." Yuri giggled.
"Hi."
"You.. you're beautiful."
"I- um. Thank you?"
He had harsh features, pale skin, a thin body and the brightest blue eyes in the world.
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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
