Yuri on Ice Oneshots

Misread

"...And he slammed into the pole as he danced drunkenly on the sidewalk!" laughed Yuuri, "And even after he hit himself, he continued walking!"

Yuuri and Viktor began their laughing fit, Viktor held onto his shoulder, and got a bit closer as they continued to laugh. Their laughter grew quiet as their eyes met. Their cheeks grew a little pink. Viktor went in for a kiss but--

"W-Wait..!!"

Yuuri pushed Viktor away, face as red as a tomato. Viktor felt a flush of shame and anger. He turned his head away before getting up from his position. "S-Sorry, I must have misread the situation," muttered the flustered Viktor, "God, this is embarrassing. I just thought it was the right moment to. Please excuse me--"

Yuuri extended his arm and grabbed Viktor's arm.

"You didn't misread it." Yuuri's voice cracked.

"T..Then what is it, Yuuri? Everytime the situation like this happens, you just distance yourself away or excuse yourself..!"