Just the Two of Us - Otayuri Fanfic

Passion

It was as if I had forgotten how to breathe. There, he had said it; just like that. My heart was pounding in my ears and I could only stare at him in pure awe. Otabek was radiating... how had I seemingly missed just how handsome this man was? And he loved me? Some may say that could be too good to be true but I could tell he was being honest - Otabek never joked around - and it was like he had unlocked something within me. Something that, in turn, loved him back.

I tried to reply, but the words wouldn't come. Smiling at this struggle in a kind way, Otabek leaned closer to my face, "Do you feel the same too, Yuri?" I nodded so hard I wondered if my head would fall off. He grinned and I could see his teeth all lined up in a straight, blindingly white row. It crossed my mind that he could easily pass as a film star. Or a really good dentist.

"I... I love you!" I blurted out, blushing at how nervous I was. Three little words that carried so much weight. I was almost surprised at how Viktor and the other Yuri could say them so fluidly to one another, whether it was in English, Russian or Japanese. Hell, they even looked it up in other languages too and yet it still held the same meaning. The same promise of connection and care for one another, "я люблю тебя" I murmured, a little more confidently this time. As if Otabek's limited Russian was at my advantage here.

"Мен сені жақсы көремін is how we say it." Otabek replied, and the words were like some kind of magic spell. Maybe it was how he pronounced it with his slight accent or just the fact I had never come across the term before that made it sound so elegant and charming. I let out a sigh of happiness, finding my mouth aching from grinning so much. I leaned up and pressed my lips against his (for the third time, that day!) and shut my eyes, letting him hold me tight as though he never wanted me out of his embrace. I certainly didn't want to leave him either, not at all, and the feeling of security he gave me, along with his declaration of love, really did make all my worries fall away. How could one person make me feel so... happy?

He broke off gently, holding my face carefully in his hands. His touch on my skin felt so soft and magical, like he had something within his palms that could warm my face up instantly, "My soldier..." He said slowly, and it was then that I knew I really was his. In this huge and endless universe, with infinite amount of stars and endless galaxies to explore, I was his one and only and no matter what, he wanted the best for me. And I had such an intense feeling to deliver that love back, in any way I could.

"I really do love you, Otabek!"