"Ah, Yuri!" The man opened the door and smiled. Yuri walked in and observed the small apartment. He looked around and everything was just.. ordinary. But way less. There was hardly anything in his apartment, and it felt rather empty because he had only the necessities.
"What did you want to talk to me about?"
"Listen Yuri- I don't have much time left. I must tell you something."
"Wait what do you mean? How do you know?"
"I-" he took a sharp inhale before coughing into his hand a couple times. Yuri saw blood on his hand from across the room.
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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
