cigarettes // yuri on ice

a. i

Love is such a strong word.

It's used constantly, in multiple contexts but the Russian hardly ever thought anyone knew what it actually meant; or had experienced it.

He thought what Chris and him had was love.

He did.. once. Until Chris stood him up at his own wedding.

He fled.

And, the same Russian who wore the suit and was planning on getting married was also the same Russian who ran out of that church in tears.

He never wanted to hear the word 'love' again.

And he didn't, for a long time.

But that's when he met Yuri. Wearing his wedding suit, flowers still in his pocket. It was there that something else formed.

He didn't usually know what to call things, or emotions so.. he just called them love,

because there were so many different kinds of love.

And what Yuri and him had were love.