This, long story short, is how my crush on a certain skater turned out. Enjoy.
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It started not long after I followed Viktor to Japan.
I wasn't just going to keep my ass in Russia while the frivolous bastard galavanted off on a stupid trip to find some cute guy he grinded on drunk and half naked this one time. (Of course Viktor would do that. It's Viktor.) He promised me he would choreography my senior debut, so that fucker was going to choreograph my senior debut, even if I had the chain him down and force him to do it.
So naturally I followed him to Japan, much to Yakov's displeasure. (I'm surprised baldy hasn't gone mad yet coaching the Russian team.) Lo and behold I find Viktor cozying up to Japanese Yuri. And by cozying I mean it looked like he was trying to fucking grope him half the time.
I remember it vividly.
It was disgusting.
I hated Yuuri at first. He was nervous, shy, and anxious all the fucking time. I found it annoying. It was everything I thought an athlete shouldn't be. In my mind, if you doubt yourself, you will always fail. Strive to do your best from the bottom of your heart and you will succeed one way or another. Piggy didn't seem to be doing any of this, and that fucked me off.
But over time her stated to grow on me. I admired his ability to go from his natural agape, to fierce Eros on the ice. I admired his strength of heart to keep going when he felt like he was failing. He pushed himself to the edge of his mental and physical abilities, and that struck a chord in me. I'd judged his character completely wrong.
Whatever was happening inside me sky rocketed when Yuuri moved to Russia. He started training at the St. Petersburg rink with the rest of the Russian team. This meant I had to sit through daily hours of Viktor breaking every unspoken public law for affection. (There are some things no one wants to fucking see Viktor, mm 'Kay?) But that was the first time I really started to feel jealous. I had to watch Viktor be madly in love with the person I was crushing on harder and harder each day. And it fucking sucked; Knowing I had no chance whatsoever with him, but that wouldn't distract me. I came here to win, not daydream over cute boys 24/7 like Viktor did when he was my age.
But it became seriously hard. Especially during practice.
Yuuri wore these tight ass leggings to practice that clung to his thighs like their life depended on it, and oh boy. Oh Boy. Yuuri Katsuki's goddamn gorgeous thighs are a blessing to this earth. If I wasn't sure if I was gay for him before, those thick ass thighs were my fucking answer. Also, did I mention? Yuuri Katsuki's fucking thighs.
(Sorry but they need appreciation)
That was when my feelings were strongest. I found myself dazing off in practice, thinking up all these stupid scenarios in my head involving Yuuri and I. I wanted to hug him. I wanted to play with his hair. I wanted to kiss him. I wanted to really kiss him. And of course I wanted to be crushed by his thighs. But yeah, you get the gist.
It was also around this time that Yakov had his birthday, so like we did every year, the skaters held a party for the bald old bastard, and invited loads of skaters and their coaches and held a party. Most people there were of drinking age, so of course there was alcohol. And being the responsible teenager I was (and with Viktor distracted by Yuuri) I did what anyone would do.
Chugged a bottle of Russian vodka.
This turned out probably how you would expect. I was drunk out of my fucking skull and picking fights with every other person I saw. Most of them declined. Fucking pussies. But I wasn't the only one absolutely wasted. Yuuri being the socially anxious shit he was (and still is) decide alcohol would take the edge off. About five whole bottles of various alcohol. This led to one of the best and worst things that I've ever done.
Now I was drunk, and Yuuri, my fat ass crush at the time, was also drunk. Now what do you do when you like someone and you are drunk and in the same vicinity as them? You damn well fucking hit on them that's what. But with a bottled of vodka in my stomach ready and waiting to give me alcohol poisoning, I wasn't just going to hit on the bastard, oh no. Somewhere along the way to walking over to Katsuki, I had the stupidest fucking idea.
So I strolled over to him, cocky as hell, empty bottle in my hand, and in my best impersonation of Viktor I could conjure said to Yuuri, whispering right into his ear,
"Yuuri... I need you, kiss me."
And before he had time to turn around, I grabbed him by the back of the neck and roughly brought his face against mine.
Our lips were locked and in mind I was screaming
"Oh my god I'm actually kissing Katsuki!"
But it didn't stop there. Assuming I was Viktor (I don't see how, I'm almost a foot shorter than him) he went for it. Sloppy open mouthed French kisses, tongues all up in each other's mouths, and all of this in front of the entire party, including Viktor.I would like to say I regret it, but honestly, I don't. For two reasons.
1. Yuuri Katsuki is an amazing kisser, even when he's pissed off his face. It was honest to God one of the best kisses I've had.
2. Viktor. Viktor saw the whole make out right before his eyes, and you know what he did? Cried. He fucking drunk sobbed in the middle of Yakov's 200th or whatever birthday party because I, Yuri Plisetsky the horny Russian teenager, just tongue fucked his fiancé's mouth.Of course at that point Yuuri realised it was me, not Viktor, and ran over to him and hurriedly began apologising to him, while trying to avoid drowning in his tears. I guess at that point was where I was kicked back to reality, that Yuuri was Viktor's fiancé and that they loved, and still do love each other.
But I also can't remember much after that because I blacked out. Unsurprisingly.
After that, my crush for him slowly faded away. At around the same time I also began seeing Otabek much more often, and new feeling grew from there. Luckily, those turned out more successful.
But yeah. That's the story of my crush on Japan's top figure skater, Yuuri Katsuki.
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A/N This was something I got the idea for after seeing a comic about Yuri having a crush on Yuuri when he was a teenager. I didn't really plan it, so sorry if it's crap.
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