Yuri Plisetsky x Reader Stories

Sugar and Spice

How was it possible, for two people who were such polar opposites, to be so deeply in love?

Viktor watched in tender amusement as (y/n) fussed over Yurio, the tough "Ice Tiger of Russia" surprisingly submissive where he sat on a bench, his leg propped up next to him. An unusual frown adorned (y/n)'s usually cheerful face. 

Yurio had attempted a particularly difficult jump during practice that day, and had painfully wrenched his ankle as a result. While it was a minor injury and would only cost him a few days of training, (y/n) was worried all the same.

As Viktor watched, (y/n) handed Yurio an ice pack, her lips moving in some sort of reprimand, and, to Viktor's surprise and delight, a small, loving smile appeared on Yurio's face. Exaggerated tears appeared in his eyes.

His baby was in love.

"Yuri! Look! Look! Our baby is growing up!" He glomped the Japanese boy, shaking him back and forth. 

"Viktor! Please keep your voice down! They can hear you!" Yuri blushed at the closeness and waved his hands frantically, trying to quiet Viktor's drama. 

"Oi! Would the two of you shut up and leave us alone!" Yurio's signature scowl was back, though it's effect was diminished by the bright blush covering his cheeks. (y/n) giggled at the trio's antics, drawing Yurio's attention back to her. As he pouted at her, (y/n) ran her fingers through his bangs, her usual smile present once more.

"Yuri!" Viktor grabbed Yuri once again, excitement replacing his crocodile tears. "Come with me! There's something I saw this morning that I forgot to show you!" 

"Eh? Ah! Viktor, wait! Where are we going?!" Yurio and (y/n) sweat-dropped as the pork cutlet bowl was dragged from the rink and out of the room by his exuberant coach. 

"Tch! Idiots!" Yurio laced his fingers with yours once the pair were gone.

"Their sweet though, if not a little strange," you chuckled, holding his hand in return. 

You looked down as his lips brushed your knuckles, feeling your breath catch when your eyes met. While one of his eyes was covered by his beautiful blonde hair, the other held a look that you had only seen occasionally. The immense heat in his gaze made your legs weak, your attention now focused solely on him and the fact that the two of you were alone. Before you could react, Yurio snaked an arm around your waist and scooped you under him. You were now laying on your back, his legs straddling yours and his hands planted on either side of your head. 

"Y-Yuri, w-what about your ankle? Y-you might hurt it even more," you stuttered as your face reddened and your eyes darted away from his, finding it difficult to hold his heavy stare. 

"Like I care." Yurio's lips grazed along your jaw before moving to your neck, brushing softly against the delicate skin. After a few moments he pulled away, one hand moving from its place next to your head and tilting your chin up, forcing your eyes to meet his. 

"I love you, (y/n)," he murmured softly, thumb brushing stray hair away from your cheek. Instead of disappearing, the passion in his eyes was joined by tender emotion, making his gaze all the more powerful. This expression, so rare for the hot-tempered ice skater, was one you loved, meant for you and only you. 

"I love you too, Yuri." You smiled in adoration, wrapping your arms around his neck and pulling him down towards you. Your lips met in a soft, affectionate kiss before turning more passionate, your fingers diving into the long hair at the nape of his neck. Pulling away for a moment, panting and foreheads pressed together, the message in your half-lidded gazes was clear.

I'm yours and you're mine. 

As the lovers continued, they remained blissfully unaware of the figure standing partially hidden in the doorway. While Yuri was distracted by Makkachin, Viktor had come back to make a quick check-up on the young couple. He couldn't help but smile at what he'd found.

While (y/n)'s sweet personality was almost the complete opposite of Yurio's spicy attitude, together, their love was nice. Maybe that was why they fell for each other so deeply.

A/N: REALLY not sure how this turned out. T_T Please, please comment if you enjoyed or if you have any suggestions. I'm also taking prompt requests for Yuri Plisetsky x Reader stories. Yuri On Ice and its characters do not belong to me, only the story does. Thanks for reading!!! :D