Yurio's POV
Personal relationships, what was that supposed to mean. Beka would have told me if... no that's stupid.
Once I was far enough away, I pulled out my phone, plugged in my earbuds and sat down. JJ walked up to Otabek and they proceeded to leave together.
I can't understand him. I slammed my fist against the wall. The other skaters began to stare, I got up and took off running.
As the city rushed past me and I felt the wind in my hair all I could think of was him. He's more annoying than the old man and the pork cutlet bowl. They've never made my mind strain this much.
Were Otabek and Jean a thing, should I back off of Otabek. Maybe I'm just being stupid. And why did he have so much concern for me, he should have laughed it off, poked fun or something.
I began to run faster, to who knows where. I passed shops and cafes. It was a nice day, I turned the corner. There were more people, I slowed to a fast walk.
Looking in shop windows as I passed I saw Beka and JJ looking around in a jewelry shop. Jean seemed to be deep in thought as he spoke. His dark blue eyes didn't seem to glisten as they did as he skated and his hands kept messing with his undercut. Not that I take notice to such unimportant details.
I slipped through the door without them glancing in my direction.
"Beka, I don't know if I can go through with this," they were standing at the wedding ring section.
"Getting cold feet," Otabek asked him with concern.
"I love her, I..ugh think. Just I rushed into things." His face strained trying to find the words.
"Why did you propose?" Otabek wasn't facing me. His expression was unclear.
"Victor and Yuri seemed so happy. That's all I wanted. "
"To be like them?" Who would want to be like those baffling idiots....well they do complete each other I guess.
"To be happy..." he choked back a sob, "and I don't think I'll be happy with her."
A tear fell down JJ's cheek, "She doesn't see the real me, n-not like you do."
Otabek extended his arms pulling JJ into a hug, "you need to talk to her"
"I know," Jean nozzles his head into Otabek's chest. "I know she's not shallow. It's not the fame she loves, but it's not me either. It's the mask."
I felt pity for him, but jealousy filled my chest. If not Isabella, then who will make him happy.
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On thin ice
FanfictionJJ, how couldn't you have told us. All this time, all these years. We were competitors but both one with the ice. Why didn't you tell me? I was so stupid, I didn't know you and Otabek were so close. I'm turning into Victor, a blundering Russian idi...
