Harry felt a little awkward being dragged into Lysacek's room behind Johnny, but his friend had a death grip on his hand and was clearly very nervous, so he couldn't exactly abandon him.
"You brought backup?" Lysacek did not sound ecstatic about the idea.
"Moral support," Johnny said, anything but his usual confident self.
Harry just gave a small shrug at Lysacek and allowed himself to be shoved into a chair. He noticed that Lysacek's room was larger than his even though it was a single as well; clearly there were perks to being well known.
"Sorry about earlier," Johnny said rapidly before Lysacek could ask anything else; "you weren't supposed to find out that way."
"But I was supposed to find out?" Lysacek asked, sounding surprised.
Johnny sat down with a dramatic sigh, right in Harry's lap since there was still only one chair in the room even if it was bigger. Harry didn't object since Johnny wasn't heavy, but it was very odd being treated like a piece of furniture.
"You may have noticed," Johnny said, looking a little embarrassed, even from the angle Harry could see him, "that I've been turning up around you more than usual over the last couple of days?"
"It was hard to miss," Lysacek replied; "you don't do subtle."
That earned the man a small smile at least.
"That was me feeling you out," Johnny explained, warming slightly at the fact that Lysacek did not seem to be annoyed about this truth, "seeing if you might be interested, even a little bit."
"You know," Lysacek said, sitting down on his bed, "most people actually believe I'm straight."
"Have you checked the internet lately?" Harry asked; he couldn't help himself.
Johnny gave him a look.
"Sorry," he apologised and went back to being moral support furniture.
"Let's just say I was hoping and leave it at that," Johnny said and gave Lysacek a small smile.
"Why?" was the flat response.
Johnny glanced at Harry again looking nervous and Harry sent back a look he hoped meant, 'just tell him'.
"This is going to sound clichéd," Johnny said, looking back at Lysecek, "but you're my perfect man."
Lysacek looked as if he was caught between total disbelief and laughing his arse off.
"You once said there was nothing special about me and we'd never be friends," the gold medallist pointed out.
Johnny winced.
"I lied," Johnny said pointedly; "I'm an idiot, okay? It was for the cameras and you've said some spectacularly stupid things for them too. I didn't choose this to begin with; it's biological and it came on suddenly and it made me look at you and realise I'd actually refused to view you as a person. When I began looking, I realised how much of your press I believed without actually seeing you and then I started seeing what was under the charade and well ... it's not just biological anymore."
"And today was?" Lysacek asked, clearly not sure how to take the confession.
"That bit was biological," Johnny said, sounding embarrassed again. "Vampires can find someone who is their perfect match biologically speaking..."
"Perfect match how?" Lysacek asked, interrupting Johnny's flow.
Harry didn't need to be able to see more than Johnny's back to know that his friend was worried about that question.
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Salchows and Serendipity (Harry Potter/Winter Olympics Xover)
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