{You can skip until (Y/N) P.O.V if you want. And that's your outfit. For when you see your brother Viktor.}
✦ 3rd Person P.O.V
Nikolai Plisetsky was a very busy man, and loves his grandson to death. He just finished getting the ingredients to make pork cutlet bowl piroshki and was about to head home, but poor Nikolai had a lot of back pain and at the moment and had to carry 2 heavy bags, he felt hopeless until a mysterious girl with a black hoodie and glasses bumped right into the elderly man. She apologized and Mr. Nikolai simply let it slide. (Y/N) was walking of when she heard grunting from the old man.
"Care if I help you out with this?" She asked the man and he gladly accepted the help. The walk was pretty short and was also filled with small talk, both of them where passing a popular cafe in Russia and (Y/N) started getting a little nervous because she didn't want to be interrupted when helping this man.
"Excuse me, Mr Nikolai, are we almost there?" She whispered, she wanted to make sure nobody recognized her voice.
"Yes, where close. Why? Do you have to go somewhere? I can take the rest my home is just around the corner."
"No sir, it's just that-" (Y/N) was caught of by a wave of cold wind cupping her face sending her (R/C) hood back exposing her (H/C) hair, the wind also blew her sunglasses but she quickly got them without a sound, she was lucky no one recognized her. Then they finally got to Nikolai home. Nikolai noticed that it was really cold and let (Y/N) in his warm home and taught (Y/N) how to make his pork cutlet bowl piroshki.
"Why do you keep your sunglasses and hood on when you have such beautiful hair and eyes? I think you should show that beautiful figure of yours." He advised
"Well Mr. Nikolai, I would really love to expose my beauty but i think that would interfere with me helping you. I'm known by many people everywhere and I didn't want people to come to me and stop me from helping you, since the talks with my followers are pretty long and I couldn't bare with the fact of you carrying those bags alone." I replied, he looked at the young girl with a confused look.
"Popular? Are you an ice skater?" He asked in confusion.
"No I don't skate, I'm actually a model that goes by (N/N). It's alright if you haven't heard of me before." (Y/N) assured with a smile taking of her hood and glasses. Mr.Nikolai looked at the (H/C) haired colored girl like if he just saw a ghost. He opened a drawer and held up a magazine (Y/N) was on the cover of it wearing a women's ice skating costume.
"That's you, (Y/N)?" Nikolai asked, I nodded.
"Yes that's me! I'm going to be participating at top model later today, do you mind if you voted for me?" (Y/N) quietly stuttered, looking down embarrassed.
"Sure of course I will! I know you'll definitely win!" Nikolai encouraged, and (Y/N) lit up with happiness.
"Thanks, so much!" (Y/N) thanked him and had to leave because her manager and best friend, Mateo was getting really worried.
✦Time-Skip✦
It was around 10:45 pm and Yuri had just gotten home from the rink only to feel an unfamiliar smell come through his nostrils and his grandpa staring deeply onto the TV.
"Grandpa, what is that smell and why are you watching models!" He yelled it was odd for him since his grandfather never watched such a thing.
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Yuri!!! On Ice| The Model & The Skater {Yuri Plisetsky X Model!Reader} ~Complete
Fanfiction(Y/N) is a very known Model and she is also the younger sister of Viktor. After she help Yuri Plisetsky grandfather, Nikolai he started supporting her in every way he could. Yuri is confused about this but what if he sees her on TV and becomes one...
