Yuri Plisetsky One Shots

Room Service {Requested}

This is a Yuri x Maid!Reader Requested by Haruushii, I feel proud that I published two requests in one day ^-^

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(Y/n)'s P.O.V

I almost couldn't believe my eyes when I saw what I think I saw, the figure skating legends, Victor Nikiforov, Yuri Plisetsky, Mila Babachova. Here in Canada! And staying in this hotel! I could barely keep my composure.

"1 room with 5 beds please, 1st class" their coach Yakov grumbled, I thought he was intimidating on T.V, but real life takes it to a whole new level.

"Yakov try to lighten up! Oh I know, you just need some sleep, we had a long  journey and you must be tired" Victor smiled at the grumbling old man.

They have only been in here for 2 minutes and so many guests and maids have already swooned over Victor and asked for autographs.

But not me, Victor is amazing, but not as amazing as his protege Yuri Plisetsky.

For as long as I can remember, I watched every performance of his, never missed one, and my walls were covered in posters of him. Well, back when I was 15, I'm 19 now but I still feel that fangirl deep within my conscious.

Yuri is 19 now, same as as me, and he hasn't changed since he was 15, he still had that emo haircut and cat-print fashion sense, but I found it rather cute.

*time skip*

"Heather! Room A-103 requested room service!" My manager yelled at my co-worker as he handed her a sheet of paper hat contained their order.

"Yes sir, I'll get to it" she said as she just finished up a phone call, but as the manager walked away, she turns to me.

"(Y/n), do you want to do that?" She asked me. My ears instantly pricked at that.

Room A-103 is the room Victor and Yuri are staying in!

"Wha?! Are you sure, you won't want to miss an opportunity like that right? I asked her.

"It's fine, I'm not that into figure skating, and I know your obsession with-" I cut her off before she could finish.

"Shhh! Don't say it out loud!" I blushed in embarrassment.

"But yes, I'll take it, I'll always remember this moment and what you've done for me" i clasped my hands over hers before she gave me a paper with their order on it, I thanked her again before going to the kitchen to get what they had ordered.

*timeskip*

I smiled widely as I got into the elevator with a utility cart full of food and other assorted things.

Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god!

I panicked all the way up to the floor 2nd from the top. I honestly don't know how I'm going to handle this...

I walked down the hallway before stopping in front of the room A-103 ,and instantly I heard a ruckus coming from inside, it sounded like Yakov yelling at someone about 'attitude' and 'maturity'.

I slowly raised my fist to the wooden door and knocked, I felt my heartbeat pick I as I stood at the door, then the door opened, revealing to me the red headed girl Mila.

"Yay! Room service is here!" Mila cheered as I brought in what they had ordered.

I looked around the room to see it was already a mess although they had only been here for 2 hours. Georgi was on his phone, Yakov was reading some booklet and and grumbling, Victor was trying to talk to Yuri who was listening to music and trusting his best to ignore the white haired man, while Mila was just famgirling over the $80 worth of food that was ordered.

Checking over everything, Mila handed me the money to pay for the room service.

"Excuse me miss, But is there a pool in this hotel?"the white haired Russian legend asked me, and to my surprise, I was able to keep my composure.

"S-sure, it's up on the top deck, can't miss it, if you'd like to go now I suggest you hurry, it closes in 2 hours" I told him, he immediately jumped up.

"Pool party!" Victor yelled as everyone else jumped up and ran out the door with him, Yakov following behind, probably to stop them from doing something reckless.

"They're quite the bunch, aren't they?" I heard a voice from behind me, I slowly turned for my eyes to meet with green ones, Yuri Plisetsky's eyes to be exact.

"Y-yeah, very e-eccentric I see" I stuttered, damnit, I'm starting to loose my composure!

"W-well anyway, I better get going" I tell him before I turned to head out the door.

"Stay" He said firmly, catching me off guard.

"Excuse me?" I asked, not out of disgust of his demand, but more because I was confused by his request.

"You're not like other girls, most lose themselves when they talk to me, but your keeping your cool, I like that, so stay here with me for a bit" he smiled at me.

I have work to do, but to heck with that! I'm talking to my long time celebrity crush!
And not many girls get an opportunity like this so I'm going to take this chance!

"Okay, I suppose it couldn't hurt" I stated as I sat down at the end of the bed as he took out his headphones.

*time skip*

"I remember when that happened" I laughed as Yuri told me stories of what happened at Sochi 5 years ago.

"Yeah" he laughed back.

For what felt like hours, we talked about so many things, from our pet cats to how our lives are going, I enjoyed every second of it.

"We're back Yurio! And I see you've made the girl who brought me food to be your girlfriend!" Mila called as her and everyone else walked back through the door.

"It's not like that! I just had her stay here to keep me company while you four ran off!" He grouches.

"Sure" she laughed.

"Well, I best be going now, I have to work" I smiled as I bowed in respect and left their room.

However, as I left, I felt the urge to check my breast pocket, and to my shock, I felt a small piece of paper in the pocket.

Taking it out and unfolding it. I gasped at what was written on the paper.

__________________________
I enjoyed our conversation, I think your pretty cool, I'd like to talk again some time.

(Random phone number)

- Yuri Plisetsky
__________________________

I smiled as I continued to walk down the hallway.

I never thought today would end up being the best day of my life...