Love & Life: Yuri Plisetsky x Reader

Chapter 4: Early Morning Practice from HELL

Y/N's P.O.V.
We walked back to the hotel chatting about life when we came across a jewelry store. I looked at the rings in the window, momentarily forgetting I was with Yuri.
"Didn't you tell Otabek you didn't have a boyfriend?" He asked. I nodded. "I don't, I just like the idea of promise rings. I wish I had someone to give one to, but I don't." I said with a slight smile. I looked over and saw his face was red. "Hey are you okay? You look like you have a fever." "I'm fine." He said bluntly. "Okay, we need to get back to the hotel anyways."

When we got to the hotel we went out separate ways. After about an hour of peace I received a text from drunk Viktor.
Idiot: Heyyyy Y/N!
Me: What do you need?
Idiot: Y/N you're a better skater thank me.
Me: Okay?
Idiot: Okay I'm kidding, but I need to know, are you in love with Yuri?

Viktor's P.O.V.
Okay I wasn't really drunk. I had to drop hints somehow though! When I saw that the struggle was real for Yuri I acted drunk. Of course I told Yuuri so that he could help, but Chris had to 'help' bring me back instead of Otabek. Damn. I swear if my OTP is ruined I'll kill him. I decided to 'drunk' text Y/N.
Me: Are you in love with Yuri?
1/2 OTP: No, why?
Me/ Cuz it seems like you do. You could also be sleeping together. LOLZ!
1/2 OTP: Gross Viktor. You're a 28 year old man. I gave you this number because you're my coach now apparently.
Me: Teehee Bye wear protection!

I climbed into bed with Yuuri.
"Yuuri Im bored!" I complained. "Not my problem." He replied. "Maybe you could help me with my.....problem?" He smirked. "No can do babe." He's so stubborn. I grabbed his chin and forced him to look at me. "Are you my pinky toe?" "No why?" He replied nervously.
"Because I'm gonna bang you on every piece of furniture in here." I whisper seductively in his ear before I kiss him.

Yuri's P.O.V.
I guess they forgot I'm right next door and can hear everything. I decide to text Y/N.
Me: I am disgusted.
Kitten: Lol why? 😜
Me: [Sent voice recording]
Me: Enjoy 🐱
Kitten: What the actual fuck?
Me: Can I come to your room?
(A/N not like that pervs!)
Kitten: Yeah. I'd sprint if I were you. 😷
I grab my laptop and jacket and get the hell out of there.

"I feel pity for you." She says as I enter. "Yeah yeah whatever. Thanks for letting me come, you're a lifesaver." She smirks. "Yeah yeah whatever." She says mocking me. "Wanna watch Netflix?" I nod. We watch God knows how many episodes of F.R.I.E.N.D.S and sometime between season four or maybe seven because I lost track, she falls asleep. Crap, I can't wake her up, but what if someone comes in? Fuck it. I set an alarm and fall asleep.

Phichit's P.O.V.
I burst into my sister's room at six AM. It's competition time!
"Y/N WAKE UP- WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE?" I yell. Y/N and Yuri we're both asleep and cuddling, but jolt awake at my yelling. "Don't touch my sister you perv!" He smirks and touches her nose. "WHY YOU-" I start but Y/N holds up a hand. "Relax Phichit, we were watching Netflix because Yuuri and Viktor were getting it on and we fell asleep." "Whatever. You have a competition to get ready for. Say bye to lover boy and get ready."
"Bye lover boy." I drag Yuri out.

"So what are your intentions with my sister?" I ask. "Uh just friends and apparently partners now because of Viktor. I nod, but I will never be satisfied. I don't trust him, but what can I do? They're spending time together now so it's not like I can separate them. "Just don't get any ideas." I say. "Phichit it's six fucking AM!" My sister yells from the room and I run away.

Yuri's P.O.V.
(A/N I know I do Yuri's P.O.V. a lot. Just
Uh deal with it I guess. 😐)
I turn around and see Y/N standing there in a gorgeous dark blue dress and rhinestones.

"I know it's six fucking AM! You have an early practice at the rink. Lyla recommended it so that you could practice alone." Lyla? That's her coach right? "Fine. By the way have you seen my Thailand jacket?" She asks. He happily holds it out. "I knew you'd forget it!" She glares at him. "I didn't forget it, you stole it." She puts it on and grabs her bag that has her stuff. "Do you want to come?" She asks me. "Sure." Y/N, Phichit, and I all head down to the rink.

We let Y/N practice her short program first. It's the song that is supposed to represent Life in her theme. It's called History Maker by Dean Fujioka. (A/N: I have no regrets)
She has a pretty amazing routine. She lands all of her jumps, and ends with a triple axel. After the music ends she drops to her knees.

"You okay?" I ask. She nods. "Fine, just tired. I want to watch one of you run your routine." Phichit and I look at each other warily. Neither of us trust the other, but neither of us would or could steal a routine. I get up. I go to my starting position and Y/N plays the music.

Agape. Unconditional love. To me that means grandpa. I'm not focused on winning, I'm just focused on the music and the emotions. Before I know it, the music is over. Y/N skates to me and hugs me, but I lose my balance and we fall.

"Alright alright break it up you two." Phichit says. "Y/N Lyla says she'll be here in five minutes and wants you practicing right now." She was exhausted the last time, I don't know if she has enough stamina to do an intense practice with her coach.

"LYLA!" She exclaims happily when her coach gets there. She hugs her. "How's my favorite ice skater? You ready to kick some butt?" Her coach asks. "Hell yeah!" "Alright let's see your routine." She performs it beautifully once again. This time she doesn't drop to her knees. Her coach nods. "Perfect, but I want you to run it again." Damn, why can't my coaches be this nice?

"Alright Y/N take a five minute break to introduce me to your boyfriend." This chick would be Viktor's best friend. "He's not my boyfriend. This is Yuri Plisetsky." She nods. "I've heard of you. You're the guy Viktor wants me to help coach for the pairs skating." "He told you?" Y/N and I say at the same time. "Of course he's using my student, there's no choice not to!"