A.N. OMG! I don't have an exam tomorrow... all the more time I can spend writing...
"How've you been Yuri?" He says cheerfully, popping the lid off the champagne and taking a swig straight from the bottle.
"Yeah good, It feels like ages since we last saw each other!" Yuri says smiling fondly at the very drunk boy in front of us.
"Uhhhh! I know!" He says faking a strop and gulping down more of the sparkling liquid.
He then turned to me and I became the next unsuspecting victim of his drunken state, being pulled into a tight embrace. The smell of alcohol on his breath was nauseating and when he released me I found myself colliding with Yuri, I assume pushed by Phichit. The drunken boy then squealed "Youuuuuu guys are soooooooooooooo amazinglylyyyyy cute togetheeerrrr! I totally SHIPPPPP IT!" His words were slurred but I know what he said and I felt my face heat up as half the room turned to stare, first at the loud host, then at us.
Neither I nor Yuri say anything to this for a few minutes and just stand in the doorway awkwardly and still pressed against one another. Eventually, I pluck up the courage and take the smaller boys hand in mine and lead him away from the gawking crowd and towards a drinks table. "What would you like?" I ask.
"Oh umm, actually I'm quite a lightweight so nothing too strong, I get kind of a crazy when I'm drunk." His voice small and shy and he giggles a little as if he's embarrassed.
Crazy Yuri now that's something I'd like to see.
I pour him a cup of a clear liquid and hand it to him, then getting myself the same and taking a small sip of the...VODKA! CRAP I SHOULD HAVE CHECKED WITH PHICHIT WHAT EVERYTHING WAS!
It was too late, when I look over at Yuri he has already downed his whole cup and I can tell its already starting to take effect. He wobbles a little on his journey towards me and wraps his arm around my neck. "VICTOR!" He shouts too loudly over the thumping music in the background and pours some more alcohol into his cup, "LETS DANCE! CMON DANCE WITH ME VICTOR! PLEAASSSSEEEE!"
Before I know it I'm being dragged across the room into a large space and Yuri's body starts to move perfectly in time with the music, leaving me on the sidelines to watch. His limbs slice through the air in a display in front of me, the performance is captivating, he moves so beautifully even when drunk.
A moment later I'm grabbed by the front of my shirt and my chest is pulled flush against the boy in front of me, his hair is messy, he's heavy breathing causing a draught on my face and his beautiful chocolate eyes are now fixed on mine. "Y-yuri" I whisper softly but am stopped by a finger on my lips. A slow song begins to play and arms are once again slipped around my neck and we sway slowly in time to the music.
"Victorrrrrr..."
"yes, моя любовь?" (my love) He doesn't answer me but instead presses his lips to mine and I close my eyes kissing him back, passionately.
Suddenly the lips are gone and so is my Yuri, untraceable thanks to the large crows that have formed around me.
I walk around for a while searching for Yuri, running into Phichit again as well as some people I recognise from school. Eventually, I'm back where I started and to my horror see Yuri with another guy...almost completely naked.
A silver pole stands tall in the middle of the room, fenced off from the rest of the world by a crowd of people wooing and cheering. And on the pole, is my yuri. Wearing only his boxers and dancing alongside another half-naked man. I find myself admiring the skill they both have before pushing through the thick crowd to the centre of the action.
The raven-haired boys face lights up a little as he sees me and slides back down the pole, winking at the other man then standing back up and pouncing on me. His legs wrap around my waist causing my hands to grip his thighs to prevent him from falling, my face flushes a little, however, Yuri is the most confident I've ever seen him. He's acting decisively, like he knows what he wants.
His small hand slides through my hair, fiddling with the silver strands at the back of my scalp and my heart pounds in my chest as he leans in and whispers in my ear "Damn you look hot Nikiforov," I feel my face turn crimson but he continues to stare at me, eyes full of love and lust.
I stand stunned, unable to breathe.
He remains silent, letting his feet to the floor and slipping his trousers and shirt back on, his co-conspirator does the same and they take a small bow, earning a shower of applause.
A.N. I'm sorry the writing is so bad. Not really happy with this chapter :P
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