cigarettes // yuri on ice

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"I.. was waiting for you to call me last night."

"Oh you were, were you?"

"Yeah.. why didn't you?"

"I.. It's.. It's unnecessary."

"What do you mean? We're friends."

"I- no. You can't just-.." he threw his hands up I'm frustration.

"What? Why won't you trust me?"

"It's you that can't trust me, okay? I threw your number out, okay? Is that what you wanted to hear?"

"Of course I didn't want to hear that.." his heart sank in his chest as he noticeably slumped on the bench.

"I'm dangerous." He stared at the cigarette between his fingers, not daring to look at Yuri.

"I don't care."