My Li'l Cinnamon Roll | Yuri Plisetsky X Reader

Date

The days flew by as Y/N and Yurio had begun to practice a lot more than they usually would. Each of then would jog to the rink every morning and spend their entire day there, before heading to the gym and off to the Hot Spring quite late indeed. Y/N's program had an average total-scoring of 304.96 points. Yurio was determined to beat his score, but always earned himself about the same points as Y/N.

As the days passed, the stress became excruciatingly obvious for both of them. Y/N would sometimes forget her own name, waddling about and clicking her fingers like there was no tomorrow. The tournament was soon to be held the very next day, and Y/N woke up in a different mood.

'Cinnamon Roll! Get up, we're going out!'

'Huh? Where?'

'We're gonna have a break. I always do that the day before a big tournament, it makes me feel more confident.' She shrugged her shoulders and Yurio nodded, going off to get dressed.

'So? Where are we gonna go?'

'I dunnow. Wasn't it your idea?'

'But it's your choice~'

'Tuh...... Maybe.... a-a date?'

'Uh- Why not?'

Yurio blushed at her confident reply, just as an alarming ringtone echoed through the room. Yurio picked up his phone to see Phichit's number, and, since he didn't really mind Phichit all that much, picked it up and replied sensibly.

'What's up?'

'Hey, Yurio! I-'

'YURI!'

'Oh. Right, Yuri~ Anyway, we were wondering if you'd like to come with us for a quick dinner out? You know, just a good luck for the tournament...'

'We?'

'Oh, yeah. I invited some-' Yurio could hear the phone being snatched, and a new voice met his ear.

'Hello, my darling! I'll bet you look fabulous already... And while you're at it, please invite your little lady friend! I'd be delighted to me her... Kiss Kiss, Chris-desuuuuu!'

'Chris. What the fuck?'

He giggled girlishly, before 'toodlooing' and handing the phone back to Phichit.

'So? You coming?'

He looked to Y/N for her permission, and she nodded.

'That's cool, Phichit. We'll come.' And with that, he ended the call and flopped down on the bed.

'Sorry.'

'Sorry what, Yuri-chan?'

'That we don't get a date...'

'It's fine. Besides, it could be a date to the both of us and no one would have to know.' She smiled sweetly, before bending down and kissing his forehead.

'We can go the rink to practice. Then we'll get ready. 'Mmkay?'

'Yeah. Ok.'
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The long practice was over within what felt like a matter of seconds, and Y/N was walking back to the Hot Spring alongside Yurio. Their heads were revolving around the jump that he kept failing, and a thought kept popping up in
Y/N's head. She mustered up the courage to tell him on the way back.