OTAYURI: They Call Everything on Ice Love

Chapter 1

A/N Hey, my dudes. This is my first story I've posted on wattpad. Well on this account. I have another account but I deleted all the stories on that because they were trash (and the ones here probably will be too lol). But anyway, I hope you enjoy the story, which is in Yuri/Yurio's POV.

It was the beginning of off season, which meant there was nothing major going on anytime soon. I was planning on staying in St. Petersburg like usual to practice for the next season and relax.

But nooooo. Victor and Yuuri wanted me to go to Japan with them to stay at the hot spring's that Yuuri's family owned. I wanted to say no, especially since they were going to act like a lovey dovey "just married" couple. Gross!

Nevertheless, I was going because (1) Yuuri's mom makes amazing food (2) The hot springs weren't that bad (3) I kinda sorta liked Pork Cutlet Bowl...and Victor was okay too I guess.

I was almost done packing my luggage when I got a text. I picked up my phone from off my bed.
Otabek??
My mind went to when we had last physically seen each other. Back when we did that AWESOME skating routine.
Sure, we texted some after that and even FaceTimed once or twice but...I was still surprised.

Otabek: Hey Yuri, what are you planning for the off season?

Yuri: uh hi, nothin much. Being dragged to Hasetsu with the two looooovebirds. Hbu?

Otabek: 0 plans

I don't know what made me say it but...

Yuri: u should come too. If u can at least.

Otabek: okay

Okay. Okay? So is that a maybe? Could he possibly be more vague?! To be honest...it would be nice to see Otabek again. Why? Because he was one of the few non-morons in my life. Yah, that's why...

I finished packing my luggage. We weren't leaving until early tomorrow morning, but I didn't feel like having to wake up even earlier than I had to to pack. My phone started ringing. I looked at a again and saw it was Victor. With a sigh I push the green "accept" button.

"Kitten!" He yelled through the phone, nearly bursting my eardrum.

"Ugh...Victor, what do you want?"

"Just thought you might want to come over to my place?"

I groan, "You need help packing, don't you?"

"Ahhh, Yuuuuuri, you know I'm not good at that sort of thing."

"Speaking of 'Yuuuuuuuuuuri' why don't you just ask him?"

"THAT Yuuri is busy. I need this Yuri for help."

Should I even bother question it? I was 90% sure he was drunk and without help I wouldn't be surprised if all he ended up putting in his suitcase was vodka and potatoes. The necessities of course...

"Fine, I'll be there in a few minutes."

I hang up on him midway through his drawn out "Thankyou."

A/N  heyo, if anyone read this I hope you enjoyed the first chapter, heh. Tell me if there are any misspellings or formatting problems are whaaaaatever. Byeee. :)