Love (Viktori / Otayuri)

CONFESSION

The next day the skaters presented their free skate program and the results came out with Yurio beating Yuri by one point. The younger was very happy with this turn of events while the older was just a little bit disappointed as he was hoping to make Viktor proud. After everything was over they all made their way back to the hotel. Yuri was very quiet which Viktor noticed although he didn't say anything until they were back in the hotel room.

"Yuri is everything alright?" he asked softly.

Yuri stared out of the window and let out a sigh.

"Have I disappointed you, Viktor?"

Viktor was shocked that the boy even thought that that was possible. It was true that he would have liked his little pork cutlet bowl to have won gold but silver was still a lot better than nothing at all.

"Of course not Yuri. Why would you even think that?"

"I promised you a gold and yet again I have failed." Yuri said still not looking at his coach.

Viktor took a step towards his student.

"Yuri, you have not failed me. You placed, you earned a silver medal. Your Eros routine was amazing. You surprised everyone my little pork cutlet bowl."

Yuri smiled slightly, still not looking at Viktor.

"But Anyway, tell me, Yuri, what was going through your mind when you were skating because that was not just a pork cutlet bowl."

Yuri blushed slightly, he had hoped that the older man wouldn't have noticed that there was that much of a difference.

"Nothing, just the good old food" Yuri replied while trying to sneak away.

"Oh Yuri, do you take me for an idiot. I know that there was no way you could have performed such a sexual dance while thinking of food. So who were you thinking of?"

Before Yuri had a chance to say anything, Yurio's voice floated in from the corridor.

"Use your brain BAKA!"

The pair looked towards the door and noticed that this whole time it had been slightly ajar. Yuri took this as an opportunity to get away from Viktor so he went and closed the door, leaning against it for good measure. Viktor seemed lost in thought, he was trying to understand what Yurio had meant. Yuri watched from the other side of the room as his idol began to pace. It seemed like forever before Viktor stopped and turned to look at Yuri with big eyes.

"W-What?" Yuri asked slightly afraid.

"Me." Viktor replied stepping closer

"Pardon?"

"You were thinking of me during Eros."

Yuri couldn't really deny it as his face had turned a vibrant shade of red.

"You also changed the last jump of your free skate to my signature one." Viktor said more to himself than to Yuri.

Yuri stayed quiet for a while, his face red. He thought back to the moment he had changed the jump and the way Viktor had surprised him. He had assumed that his coach had the same feeling he did but now he wasn't so sure. Viktor stepped closer to Yuri once again.

"Yuri?"

Yuri glanced up at the man in front of him

"Yes?"

"Tell me... do you like me?"

Yuri's blush stayed firmly in place as he looked at his coach, before softly shaking his head. Viktor's face fell from one of hope to one of despair, but before he could say anything as Yuri was talking.

"I don't like you Viktor... I... l-love you." Yuri said softly, looking at his feet.

Viktor's eyes widened at the declaration and for a moment he thought he had miss heard the boy.

"You love me?" he asked sounding shocked.

"Da."

Viktor's face lit up at the Russian word coming from Yuri's lips. He stepped forward and wrapped his arms around the blushing boy.

"Yuri ... I love you."

At these words, Yuri pushed Viktor away slightly so he could look at his coach before leaning up and softly placing a kiss to his lips.