Yuri Plisetsky is a pro ice skater who works part time at a café right beside a popular ice rink, known as the Prince's crown. Many skaters gather there to skate or chill at the café, including Russia's Ice King, Victor Nikiforov and his boyfriend...
A very fluffy Siamese leapt up onto the counter, purring non-stop and flailing around in front of Yuri. His immediate instinct was to pet the feline, and pet her he did. The cat was named Blacky, and was kept in the cafe, buttering up to customers since she was owned by one of the staff. Yuri knelt down and placed the cat on the floor, and Blacky waltzed away to cuddle up to someone else.
His phone made a pinging sound, alerting him that there was a notification.
@crazycat, @iceskatersmm and 17 others tagged you in a photo.
He opened up his instagram.
@crazycat
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Yuri sighed, closed his phone and looked over at Blacky, who was cuddling up to the Kazakh sitting by the window. Behind the window were dozens of oogling fans holding their phones, who ran away when Yuri glared at them.
<Otabek's POV>
Otabek cupped the feline's cheek with one hand, smiling like an idiot. Blacky let out a content purr, and sat down on the table, nearly knocking the skater's coffee over. The Siamese then stared up at him with two big, sky blue eyes, and ran off to the counter. Otabek watched her go, and from the corner of his eye, he could see a blonde staring at him as if he was some kind of saint.
"What's his problem?"
He brought his slate-grey scarf over his mouth and abruptly stood up, iced coffee in hand, and glided over to the boy.
"What's their name?"
"E-Excuse me?" Replied the seemingly flustered Russian, twisting a blonde lock of hair between his fingers. When Otabek last met him at the Grand Prix, he was snappy and rude. What changed?
"The cat, what's their name?"
Yuri's face brightened at the mention of Blacky. "Blackberry, but everyone calls her B-l-lacky, Blacky.." As Otabek locked eyes with the male, he wilted beneath his strong gaze.
<Yuri's POV>
Yuri meekly stole a glare in the direction of Otabek, and his cheeks grew hot with blush. He was definitely somewhat cute, but Yuri had a girlfriend already. "Blackberry, but everyone calls her," He paused, growing redder with each word. "B-bla-lacky, Blacky.."
'Get yourself together, Yuri!'
Thankfully, just at that moment, Yuuri rushed in, fretting. "Where is- Yurio! Do you have any water? Victor is drunk-again!" The Japanese male then looked at Otabek, politely greeted him in which the Kazakh did the same back, then stared at Yuri, worried.
Yuri pretended to roll his eyes. "I'll just give you mine. Make sure he doesn't strip or anything, Katsudon." He fumbled around and found the water, handed it to Yuuri, then scanned the area for Otabek. Gone.
From outside, the rumble of an engine was heard, and Otabek vanished to the rink.
A/N: ShortShortShort ew ew ew 2 morechapters requested by @baseballsharknugget