Your blood 》Yuri On Ice

Empty words

Yuri Plisetsky

Walking into Yuris cell doesn't start nicely. The view is positively bad. 

Yuri's jaw is set as he lounges in his office chair reading a book; dressed apparently in nothing but a navy tshirt that falls up to half way down his thighs.

Jean is sat by his side munching on his wrist.

"You look like a fucking dog Jean" JJ is indifferent to my words but Yuri drops his book, looking like a deer in headlights.

He remembers and he regrets it. Just as I said. I'm not goddess Cassandra, more people need to listen to me.

The worst part is that knowing he regrets hurts me.

Jean licks Yuris wrist and gets up, rolling his eyes at me and stretching, "Good morning to you too Plisetsky. Since when do you do morning shifts?"

" I don't. Just wanted to check that Yuri was alright after the party"

"The party was yesterday morning." He raises an eyebrow as he walks up to me.

"I was busy. Shut up and go away"

"Sure Lord Nikiforov Jr." He winks and makes a swift exit. Thank God.

"How are you feeling?" He shrugs and turns in his chair,showing me his hunched back.

"Yuri" I sigh and approach him, placing one hand on the back of his chair and the other on the table so he has no excuse to ignore me. He lets out a strangled sound and drops his face onto the table hard.

"I'm so sorry"

"It's fine. Didn't I tell you you'd remember and realise it wasn't the best idea you've ever had?" I smile grimly at the truth of my words.

"I know! I just, every touch felt like magic and I just... I needed that, to make me feel less alone, it made me feel good..." he sits up and hoes his hair back with his fingers in hot fustration.

At first I feel sad for him but then I feel hurt. Hurt that he just used me for skin to skin contact. Even though I know he was under the influence of drugs.

"Don't make that face. I didn't use you, I might not have have done it if it was anybody else" he looks up at me sincerely at I swallow a lump I'm my throat at the implications of his words. But of course he doesn't mean It like I think he does.

"Don't say things like that. I might take it the wrong way" I make a smile that feels akward on my face and wink at him jokingly. As to hide my smile breaking I move away and sit cross legged on Yuris fluffy maroon carpet.

"Are you sure you're ok with it?" He spins in his chair an gives me a cryptic look.

"Absolutely. I couldn't be upset with you." Did that sound too eager? It's fine, he's oblivious as fuck, he won't notice. I feel as if he hasn't even acknoledged that I could have just restrained him in the lift. Unfortunately I couldn't even restrain myself.

"I still want to make it up to you, is there anything I can do?"

"This is probably a bad time to bring this up but it's about the human that you thought I liked"