Prima {Otayuri}

One.

   Otabek pursed his lips and nodded.

   "Do you wanna talk over a drink?" he asked. Yuri shook his head. "I've had enough alcohol. It causes bloating, and makes you fat" Yuri crossed his arms. Otabek looked at Yuri, head to toe.

   "You could use some weight, if I'm being honest. You're really skinny" Otabek gave a small smile and Yuri looked down at the ground.  

   "Well. I'm going now. I need sleep" Yuri started to limp off and got shoved around by a few party goers. Otabek walked up beside him. "If you need a drive home, I can drive you" he offered. Yuri thought for a moment before slowly nodding. When they got outside, Otabek stopped both of them. Yuri cocked his head to the side and crossed his arms. 

   "You're limping" Otabek crossed his arms as well, imitating Yuri. Yuri explained how he had been doing nothing but dancing all day, and that Lilia had made him perform, so his feet were sore. Otabek's mouth dropped in shock.

   "So that's why I haven't seen you on the ice. You started dancing instead. Anyway, you're not walking like that. You can either get on my back or I can and will pick you up" Yuri turned on his heel to walk away, but strong arms lifted him off the ground. Otabek picked Yuri up bridal style and walked through the parking lot. Although Yuri would never admit it, it was nice to be so close to someone he cared about. Yuri rested his head on Otabek's shoulder and huffed.

   "It was really mean for you to leave like that" Yuri finally said. Otabek set Yuri back to the ground as they had reached his bike. Otabek frowned and looked down. "Yeah, I know. I'm sorry" Otabek put on his helmet and handed Yuri the spare he always kept with him. Yuri had to take out his bun to put it on, and he winced as he pulled the tight elastic out. He pulled the helmet over his head.

   "Why did you leave? Why didn't you say anything? Why didn't you respond?" Yuri asked as Otabek climbed onto the bike and waited for Yuri to climb on. "Because I'm an idiot" Otabek said and Yuri climbed on. He wrapped his arms around Otabek and held on tight as Otabek started the bike and drove off. Yuri still lived where he did when Otabek had last seen him, a messy apartment in a bad part of town. Yuri remembered all the times he and Otabek had gotten on the motorcycle and sped off, avoiding every problem they had. Otabek pulled up next to the building and hopped off the bike. He walked Yuri to the lobby doors. 

   "Um, would you wanna come in? So we can talk?" Yuri asked. Otabek nodded and the two headed inside. Yuri's cat jumped from the couch to the floor and ran over to Yuri. He circled Yuri's legs and brushed against him. Yuri leaned down and picked the ball of fur up, and pet him. Otabek scrunched up his nose.

   "Cats don't like me" Otabek let the cat sniff his hands and he gently pet it's head. "Um. I got him after you left, because I was lonely. I even named him Beka" Yuri put the cat down and scratched the back of his neck nervously. Otabek took off his shoes and sat down on the couch. Yuri winced as he took off his own. His white socks had a bit of blood on them.

   "I'm gonna go get some bandages and change, you make yourself at home" Yuri walked off to his bedroom and Otabek yawned. Yuri's cat jumped up onto the couch and sat on Otabek's lap.

   "So, Beka, huh?" Beka fell asleep on Otabek's lap, and Otabek could hear him purring. Yuri returned wearing only a pair of light pink sweatpants and the bandages on his feet. He limped over to the couch and sat down, crossing his legs. 

   "Explain." Yuri demanded. Otabek nodded and looked down at the sleeping cat.

   "Well, I moved back to Kazakhstan because my little sister got sick, really, really sick. I deleted my social medias because I felt pressured to post and talk to my fans, but I really couldn't. I used all of my money on medication for my sister, so I couldn't pay my phone bills anymore and I couldn't text you. It happened really suddenly, so I couldn't stop by and say anything. I'm sorry, Yura" Otabek looked over at Yuri and pursed his lips. Yuri didn't look over, but reached over and pat Otabek's back.

   Yuri was crying.