Your p.o.v
The week quickly concluded. The conclusion loomed upon us throughout the week, and finally met us as the day of Yuri's departure arrived.
Yuri arrived at my hotel room to converse for the final time. Then, he would return to Russia and I would return home. But, I forced my one to return to the present which resulted in my observation of the young boy.
Dread, fear, sorrow, and conflict danced in unison behind the boy's eyes.
"What's wrong Yuri?" I questioned.
"This. This..... situation that we've created for ourselves. This inner conflict of trying to preserve what is ours while trying to preserve what is mine."
" Yuri, I don't understand. Understanding is the foundation of resolution therefore you need to explain to me the conflict. "
"What isn't there to understand? We have destroyed ourselves and fixed ourselves despite being destined to be broken once more! We repaired our relationship despite our departure, which will certainly result in nothing! It will simply be destroyed again because we have been cursed." The blonde furiously yelled as tears welled in his eyes as well as my own.
" Yuri, it does not have to be broken if we maintain it. It can-" I said in a small voice.
" It does not have to be, but it will! It was broken once and is bound to be broken again. The broken was repaired, but until when will it stay repaired? Until when will we again have to repair a broken us? We were bound to break, but we weren't supposed to be repaired. The repairs have lead to us break in even further when we depart. Yet I don't want to depart. Departure will pry me away from what's most important, us. Us, is not at my home. My home is not in Russia. I am expected to be content at my home, yet I am in constant confliction of whether or not I should return home. " Yuri said as his voice broke and tears streamed down his cheeks.
"I haven't been home in years. Years have passed while I still feel so alone. I thought that the only thing that mattered to me despised me. Since I believed that was the truth, I felt like nothing mattered. I even thought my life hadn't mattered because what I cherished most did not belong to me anymore. I wasn't whole anymore without the one I cherished most. I was in constant confliction with the thought of never being whole again.." I said as I nearly sobbed.
" Yuri, being alone was unbearable. The pain was unbearable, and I never want to feel such confliction.... "
"I have been in confliction for years. It took years to arrive here. It took years to arrive to my conclusion that I'm coming home." Yuri began.
"It took years to arrive to my conclusion that I'm coming home." I repeated.
" You are home. " We simultaneously stated.
I began to sob with the happiness of finally feeling at home. Yuri began to cry with the happiness of finally feeling at home.
" I thought that home had ceased to exist when we broke apart. Now, home is right here and I couldn't be happier. I couldn't be happier because the person I love is with me." I stated.
" Home will never leave. I will never leave. I promise. Home never left. Home, we both thought that it left. But, I guess we both misunderstood. "
The End
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A.N- Finally, I finished. Though some may be unsatisfied that it had ended early, had I not finished it this early it would have never ended. I simply did not find interest in this story anymore, but I decided to finish it for those who did enjoy it. I hope you all enjoyed!
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