JJ's POV
"Beka, you can leave if you want. I don't want to be an inconvenience."
"Jean I want to be here for you," he reasoned as he hugged me around my waist. I felt my cheeks flush slightly.
"Y-you sure?" I stammered, "Yuri might need you."
Beka looked at me, "you've been thinking about him a lot lately."
"I, uh, he was upset today. He might need you too is all."
He stood up, I'll check on him if you want.
Atlin walked out the door, looking back at me before shutting it. His eyes seemed to assess if I was alright.
I looked down at my arms, I would do that again would I? I could...
Before I did anything hasty, Otabek walked back in with a puffy eyed Yurio.
"Since both of your main concerns were if the other was okay, I thought I should just let the two of you talk." He gave a small smile.
Yuri walked up to the couch, "mind if I sit with you?" He asked softly.
I gave him a slight nod, he looked uncomfortable as he sat. His posture was awkwardly straight for a guy who always slouched.
"You okay?" I asked him.
"Oh yeah, just thinking. I heard about you know, are you okay?"
"Is it already going viral," I pulled my hair.
"No! No," he reached out for my hands, "I'm sorry I snooped. I don't know if the press has heard yet."
His hands were cold, "I'm an idiot aren't I Yuri-chan."
"Don't call me that," he laughed. I wish he smiled at me more like that. "And you aren't, we all fake it sometimes. To protect others, to protect ourselves too."
"You got that right, no one can hurt you if they don't know the real you," I sniffed.
"I'm sorry," he mumbled.
"Me too Yuri, me too."
Next thing you know the two of us are hugging. His head nuzzled into my chest like a kitten. I choked a sob, I'm a mess that doesn't need to be uncovered.
"I want to know the real you if you let me," the Russian pixie said into my chest. In that moment I began to cry again.
"The real me is a mess but okay."
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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...
