Love Does Find The Way (Victor x Yuri)

Bitter Conversations

Otabek luckily managed to calm Yuri down. But, Yuri, as most humans would, wanted to exit the room and head to a different location to ensure that he does not see Victor again. However, Otabek distracted Yuri from Victor, despite Yuris apprehension. Otabek began to question the raven haired skater. 

"You seem skinny, frail, have you not been eating?" Otabek asked keen to understand what Yuri was planning to do with himself after whatever had happened between the two. Yuri blinked looking at Otabek before turning away and refusing to answer the question. Guilt burned into him as he began to recognize his faults and how he was depriving his body of the necessary food. Otabek leaned further forward in his seat as Yuri casted a harsh glance his way, as if warning him to stay away. 

"I asked you a question, Yuri," Otabek hissed lowly, practically demanding the answers from him at this point. Yuri debated his choice, Otabek wouldn't, COULDN'T do much even if he tired to. Yuri could always just file a report or sue this man for harassment if worse came to worse. However, on the other hand, if he kept quiet, Otabek would likely stop wanting the answers. Yuri decided in the end it was best to give him an answer, maybe not one he wanted, but it would suffice surely?

"It's my life," Yuri shifted his weight to one side of his body and flicked his gaze back towards the drawn curtains of the hotel room, "It is none of your concern." 

Otabek could be heard making a silent grunt, throughly irritated with the change in character of the man he once was greeted with. "What was so bad that you ran all the way out from your city to this small dump?" Otabek laced the word 'dump' with a hiss. His curious tone from the start of his sentence to the end drowning out in the hiss, Otabek's eyes practically burning into Yuri's skin. The raven haired skater hated the sensation of eyes on him for once in his life.  

Yuri didn't desire to murmur a response back to the man. The heartache that pulled through him at the thought of explaining what he saw to someone else practically sickened him and tainted his thoughts black. The mere thought disgusted him. Yuri gagged, leaning his head over the edge of the bed he was placed on. His hands supporting his body as he gagged again. He was making himself sick, everything he did to himself prior to what Victor did was making him sick. Starvation, lack of sleep, replaying the scene over and over. His stomach flipped itself over.

Otabek could be heard shifting in his chair, obviously going to ask a question. But to Yuri's luck not being able to ask it, as his cellphone rang, Otabek sighed as Yuri trembled, before actually throwing up whatever was inside his stomach, barely anything, mostly liquid came out. Yuri couldn't help but drown out the conversation that Otabek was having on the phone. The stinging sensation on the back of his throat to painful, the dull ache he felt looming over him.. He could barely think coherent thoughts. All that he heard was "I'll come down.. thanks..." Before his world spun around before snapping to black.

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Yuri blinked open his eyes, the room dark, like he remembered. "Mmm..." Yuri tried to speak, his body curled up in an odd position, likely left from when he leaned his head over the bed.

"You're awake, Yuri," That voice.. Yuri knew exactly who that was, the cool and chill tone of it scaring him. "No.." Yuri mumbled to himself, before flinching his gaze to the end of the bed, to find the two men he expected staring at him: Otabek and Victor.

Yuri kicked his body up further to the head of the bed, screeching a cascade of profanities at the men. But most of it was coherent gibberish from everything that Yuri has endured. After the attack, Yuri panted, his finger tips digging into the fabric below him. His chest heaving itself up and down in a rhythm as his eyes spoke for him, glaring at Victor.

"Why would you bring him here?" Yuri looked at Otabek, pleading that the man knew what to do. Otabek merely shook his head with a simple reply, "He came all the way here, just to see you. Where else would we meet hi-"

Yuri cut Otabek off with a vicious snarl, glaring at Victor in the process, "Nowhere. Because what more is to be done after what he did?" Yuri kept his angry gaze onto Victor for a few moments before turning away, sickened at the sight of him, his eyes once again laying on Otabek.

"You can leave, Victor. Otabek has done a fine job in taking care of me," Yuri commented slowly, wary that Otabek would object. The man did look like he was going to do such. But bit his tongue to silence himself, as he knew he would have to pay a price if he objected. Yuri could see Victor turn to Otabek glaring at the man, but not taking action like Yuri expected.

"Yuri... You know better than the both of us that the kiss you saw... wasn't initiated by me.." Victor murmured, his voice cracking lightly, the pain that Victor felt being evident within his voice.

Otabek sat forward, his elbows on his knees, and his hands cupping his chin as he merely just examined to pick up on hints. To understand the situation as both the men refused to answer questions before this scenario was settled in. The information hit Otabek like a truck, the man understood right away what was going on. Only stepping in due to Yuri's struggle to find words, "I may not know much about the situation... But how would Yuri truly know that you weren't the one to initiate the kiss with whoever? Some partners may just lie-" Victor stop up off his seat, grasping onto the collar of Otabeks shirt.

Yuri's eyes flashed with shock. When the hell did Victor get so violent?  Although, Yuri just watched the duo, curious as to what may happen

"Who do you think you are, huh?" Victor snarled loudly at Otabek, frustration rippling through Victors voice.

Otabek chuckled, "Is this supposed to be a threat? I mean, you are the one who kissed another person besides you significant other.." Otabek grinned, purposely provoking Victor. Otabek was testing Victors limitations, it was obvious now why Yuri was so heartbroken and ill.

Victor snarled, "Shut up, before I make you."

"Do it, I dare you," Otabek's eyes flashed with anger lightening within them

"No. No one will be punching or harming the other," Yuri's raspy voice halted both the men, causing them to look back over to Yuri like an obedient dog. "I want to say something, and listen to me carefully."

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Author's note; Yes I don't do these Author's notes often. As there is really no need to. However, I think I should now. Reason being, it is 3 more months till June, which is the end of the school year and my birth month. 

So I would like to say. Sorry for not updating frequently. With school being in the way I am barely motivated to write a story despite writing being my favorite. I have some exams coming up that I would like to take the time to study. My spring break is.. the second week of April. So hopefully I can get some more parts in.

I would also like to ask, would you guys be interested in me opening another story about BTS (a Kpop boy band) fanfiction that I have posted on Instagram? I know a lot of you may not be Kpop fan, but, maybe you would be interested? It's similar to this plot line, but not really. Tell me your thoughts.

I love you all! <3