Otabek and Yuri hovered over the open pizza box. Otabek's stomach growled, but he refused to eat until Yuri ate. Yuri's stomach rumbled as he stared at the cheesy goodness. Yuri felt bad as Otabek looked hungry, and pulled a piece of pizza out of the box. He took small bites, until he finished the whole piece. Otabek smiled and grabbed a piece for himself. The two ate and talked until Yuri realized it was 2 AM.
"I have ballet at 6, fuck fuck fuck" Yuri shouted. Otabek stood up and headed to the door. "Sorry for keeping you up, Yura. I'll see you tomorrow? My number hasn't changed by the way, I started paying off my bills again. Text me!" Otabek opened the door but Yuri stopped him.
"You'd be an idiot to head out at this hour, especially since I'm in a shitty part of town. You can stay over" Yuri offered. Otabek nodded and shut the door again, locking it. Yuri pulled him into his bedroom and thought for a moment. "Well, I have a huge bed, so we could share. Or if you're not okay with that, I can take the couch" Yuri walked over to his bed and adjusted the pillows a bit. "No, it's fine, I'm fine with sharing. We've done it before, anyway" Otabek leaned against the wall and Yuri felt nostalgic.
"Oh yeah, we have. Damn. That was so long ago, it was at one of the hotels, when I was still skating" Yuri said in a breathy voice. Yuri sighed. "Wait, I think I still have some of your clothes that you left here once, one of the times we went swimming together" Yuri looked through his closet and found a pair of Otabek's gray sweatpants and a black shirt. Otabek nodded and took the clothes into his hands before Yuri showed him to the bathroom. Yuri decided to just sleep in the pink sweatpants he was wearing. Yuri looked down at his bandaged feet, and frowned. He slipped into his bed and under the covers, and waited for Otabek to return. Otabek laid down and yawned. He faced Yuri. Yuri smiled.
"I'll probably be gone by the time you wake up, but feel free to stay for however long you want. I won't mind if you're still here when I get home. I get home quite late though. Around 8 PM. Um, and help yourself to anything around the house, although there isn't much" Yuri pulled the blanket down a bit and tucked it under his arm. Otabek nodded and pulled the blanket up to his waist. He yawned and Yuri turned onto his other side, facing away from Otabek. Yuri turned back over, to find Otabek staring at him. Yuri blushed.
"Goodnight, Beka" Yuri whispered. Otabek placed his arm over Yuri's waist and kissed him, to the shock of the blonde.
"Goodnight, Yura"
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some notes.
i use "blonde" which is technically the feminine term, "blond" is the masc term, but i prefer to use "blonde". to me it looks weird without the E.
also you may think this goes fast, but yuri and otabek were already friends, for years, and although neither of them realize, but they both had crushes on the other. so :)
sorry for another short chapter, but im focusing on crimson academy, sorry. if you like haikyuu be sure to read that btw.
-Hayden
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