All About Us [Yuri Katsuki x Reader]

125 - No man's land

He shook his head and blinked, trying to regain a semblance of normalcy. He was wondering whether or not what he was seeing was real at all. But now that he has thought about it, he had only really gotten to know you in a little over a week and in that short period, he has learned that as long as it involved you, 'normal' is something that is thrown out of the window. He should have known that getting entangled with you of all people would turn his world inside out and he is beginning to regret ever coming over.

There was something definitely wrong with this picture he was seeing. The room looked like a tornado had just hit, with various articles of clothing's strewn about the floor. However, that was not what he was referring to. That 'something wrong' is a particular crippled, (h/c), figure skater who looked like they were raring to go. Your eyes were blazing with your traveling bags ready and your crutch in tow. Yes, 'crippled' isn't exactly the kindest word to use but he was just calling it as he sees it. But as far as he knew, you should have been in bed resting. He was no medical expert but he too had his fair share of bumps and bruises from skating for as long as he did. And he knew that you shouldn't be up and about otherwise you would aggravate your injury further.

After getting over the initial shock of seeing your livid expression and Yuri Katsuki's sheepish one upon arriving at your house, he turned to the bespectacled Japanese man with narrowed eyes and after much scrutiny, he just sighed, "Remember our conversation the other day, Katsuki?"

He nodded slowly. Unsure of what the younger male was getting at.

"Just what did you tell them," he gestured to you, "...exactly?"

"I just told them that-"

"'I'm sorry but I am leaving' were your exact words, weren't they?" you cut off sharply, giving Yuri a rather snide look, "I like it, I really do. It's nice, short and simple. Straight to the point was what you were going for, right?" your words were practically oozing sarcasm. It wasn't exactly that hard to miss.

"(Y/N)," Yuri started slowly, trying not to get you even more upset than you already were, "you know that I have to-"

"You have to what? Go?" you interjected again, "Go and leave me? How could you, Yuri?"

"I...I can't stay here," he muttered, "You know that I have to go back."

"Then why can't I go with you?" you asked, "It's not like I can't. I may have hurt my ankle but that does not mean that I am incapable of traveling." You hated how easy he made it seem, how easy he made leaving you look.

For a brief moment, a flash of pain crossed Yuri's eyes. You did pose a valid reason. Why couldn't you? It wasn't that he didn't want you to come, it was far from it actually. If you came back with him, he wouldn't have to worry about leaving you all alone and you would be with him again. It was a 'hitting-two-birds-with-one-stone' kind of a deal.

But it was a lot more complicated than that.

Damon allowed an exasperated sigh to escape his lips. He rubbed the bridge of his nose. The younger skater's head was beginning to throb painfully. He knew that he shouldn't have come here and he knew better than to meddle with other people's problems because he sure as hell did not want other people to meddle with his own. However he considered the two of you to be a rather special case...well you more so than Katsuki, but still. Watching two adults verbally hash it out...was a rather sad sight for him and he had enough.

As he looked at you he could tell that you were wound up pretty tightly like a knot...or maybe a ticking time bomb. You were on the verge of exploding and both he and Yuri would be nothing more than collateral damage if that happened. He could see it now, you were still in the 'mild' stages and he did not exactly want to wait for the time when you decide to become a vengeful, crass, asshole of fury (which he had an inkling that you would). He did not understand why it had to be him to have to diffuse the situation. Wasn't that supposed to be the boyfriend's job?