After Yuuri convinced Viktor to keep walking and when all the pictures were done, JJ got his own by slapping Chris across the face. For the rest of the night Chris sported a hand shaped welt across the side of his face but Chris seemed proud of it more than in pain from it.
As the night wore on, the drinks came out and the conversation moved from dinner, to celebrations, to presents, to cake and adorations of Yuuri and Viktor, most of the skaters turned their drunken attention to Yuri and Otabek who, after their very public make-out session had been suspiciously less affectionate and merely expressing themselves in small touches and smiles that did not going unnoticed by stalking eyes.
"So, this is who marked you up Otabek! Never seen you allow that before." Leo had forced his way between Yuri and Otabek and was using the boy's shoulders to support most of his weight, Ji followed him close behind, quiet but obviously curious. Otabek just smiled and elbowed Leo in the side but Chris and Phichit caught the thread and put in their own two cents too.
"Yeeeeah, never thought the Tiger would let himself be taken so easily." Chris said looking down at Yuri who was now attempting to shove Leo off him.
"You don't know they have done it yet Chris, unless you do... have you?!" Phichit turned rapidly from Chris to Yuri to Otabek looking frantic and excited.
"I don't have to tell you shit." Yuri growled, his face revealing the slight flush to his cheeks that no one missed.
"Oh my god! You haven't?!" Phichit fell into Chris in an overdramatic trust fall with his hand fanning his face in pretend shock. Everyone laughed at that but Yuri snarled.
"Shut your face shithead!" Yuri almost screamed at Phichit but Otabek tugged him back when he actually went to lurch forward.
"Jeeezz come on, it's not a big deal, we just wanna know when the Tiger of Russian is taken down." Phichit's broad smile was plastered on his face making him look all teeth and gums. Yuri's face changed, settling into an annoyed grimace before forming a dark smirk that made Phichit's smile falter.
"Chit, you know, you raise a wonderfully valid point." Yuri moved next to Phichit, wrapping his arm around Phichit's shoulder, smiling in a way that was downright frightening. "I will tell you whatever you want to know... but I can't just tell you, there's no fun in that." Yuri paused to glance at Otabek, as if asking for permission, it did technically concern him too but Otabek just smiled.
Otabek hadn't told Yuri yet but there was very little he actually minded talking about if people knew what to ask, it's just most didn't and he wasn't going to offer up information for nothing.
"Let's play a game, eye for an eye, information for information-it's only fair." Yuri smiled brightly at Phichit, tugging him down to his eye level to "hmm" in his face, daring him to argue.
"Let's play never have I ever!" There came the excited squeal of the newly married Yuuri who had apparently been listening to their conversation and had blurted out the suggestion as soon as the opportunity presented itself and seriously, no one can argue with the bride.
So now, Ji, Leo, JJ, Isabella, Chris, Viktor, Yuuri, Otabek, Yuri, Phichit, Sara, Mila, Emil, Michele and Seung-gil are seated in a loose circle (in that order). Yuuri gathered a large variety of alcohol and put it on the kotatsu everyone was loosely seated around without it being out of anyone's reach, he made sure everyone's cups were completely full before he seating himself happily between Viktor's spread legs...a sight which wasn't that big a deal because of the kotatsu but would have been extremely revealing to Sara, Mila and Emil due to Viktor's yukata and complete lack of underpants, something he and Yuuri had already made quick use of.
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FanfictionOtayuri - The story is mostly written from Yuri Plisetsky's prospective, focusing on the day before Yuuri and Viktor get married. Everyone is in Hasetsu for it, Yuri is 18 at this point and he hasn't seen his best friend, Otabek, in a long time. The...