Lemon Boy ~ A Yuri Plisetsky X Reader (ON HOLD)

Chapter 6

Previously...

After my sushi is done, I proceed to sit with the Katsuki's and their guest for dinner.

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A soft chime that I recognize as my alarm jingles. Though it is quiet tune it still disturbs my sleep. I open my eyes and look out the window. It's still a little dark out but now that I'm awake, I might as well get up.

As an outfit,I choose a blue shirt with different colored finches on it. It had a bit of a wide neckline that exposed my bra straps. Noticing this, I decide to wear a black velvet zip-up hoodie over it.I then throw on some skinny jeans and a pair of boots.

I head downstairs to see no one was up. 'Well, I better write a note then. I'm going to that café.' I think as I look for a piece of paper. I find a pack of sticky notes and a pen on the table.

I stick the paper on the fridge and run out the door.

"I went out for breakfast. See ya later!
-(Y/N)"

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The bell at the door jingles as I exit the café, coffee in hand. Hasetsu is quiet in the morning. Heck,it's alway quiet. It's much better than waking up to the honking car horns of the city.

Sometimes I wish I didn't have to go back home. Back to my cruel, cruel home. A.K.A where renting a couple of skates are overpriced. Actually, I take that back. Where everything is overpriced.

I chuckle at the thought as I pass the rink. I look towards it and get an idea. I check the time.
10:28. Huh. Perfect timing.

I walk in to see that no one at the counter Yuko should be here....meh. It's already 10:30 and nobody told me not to go in so...

I sit on a bench to put my skates on. I slowly start to step onto the ice soon after taking laps around the rink. I then start to accelerate until I jump into a triple salchow...but I was in the air a little longer than expected. I land, my eyes wide with shock. Then I look to see Vicktor ,who who had apparently been there long enough to see me do the quad. "Good job (Y/N)!" He says. "You might as well start to come up with your own routine! May I have a turn with the rink now?".

"Sure."I reply. I get off of the ice, and he gets on. He goes to the middle of the rink and closes his eyes. He continues to move on fluid motions.

His skates are like paint brushes and the ice is his canvas, as he paints a beautiful picture.

'So graceful' I think, entirely spellbound.
I suddenly hear something crash through the doors.
"Ow!"
(Insert electric guitar sounds here)
I hear an obviously male voice with a heavy russian accent speak gravely. "It's all your fault." It said. "Apologize."
"U-uh sorry, sorry."

At this point, I am ready to walk in and see what Yuri got himself into and then continue to laugh cruelly. I pull the unnecessarily heavy doors open to see Yuri on the ground with someone digging their sneaker into his face.

"Uh-oh." I smirk. "It looks like Yuri needs healing."

Yuri gives me a "What the fuck" look as I snicker.

I then look at the person and put a hand on his shoulder turning him around. "So why don't you get off this kind sir's face and explain to me why-" I stop in the middle of my sentence to see a pissed off YURI PLISETSKY glaring at me.

"Oh, come on! Another one?" I shout, aggravated. His glare hardens. "What did you say,bitch?" He says as he leans in, trying to look intimidating. I do the same, matching his glare. "I said...you're even saltier in person."

His face flushes red with anger.
Yuri #2 looks just about ready to slap me so, being the intelligent person I am, I go to help Yuri up.

"You ok?" I ask, still eying Yuri 2.0 aggressively. "Y-yeah." Yuri 1.0 stutters. "Why don't you go home?

I sigh and reluctantly agree as I walk out of the rink. Well hopefully I won't have an encounter like that again!

Well we know that (Y/N) is TOTALLY going to have encounters like that daily.
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