An Alpha's Love // Otayuri

Chapter 21

^this is what Yuri's stomach looks like^

--Otabek POV--

"I- I'm sorry..." I hear Yurio say, his voice is cracking and I can hear the emotion in his words. Our eyes are locked but my vision is blurred from tears, I assume he is as well. He looks down at his hands in his lap once again.

Victor and Yuri walk out of the room, making a big show of keeping the door open so they can hear us.

"Yurio, what are you sorry for? I was being an asshole, you didn't do anything wrong," I speak quietly, trying to not cross his boundaries again.

"I- don't know," he sniffles and hiccups through his words. "I guess I just feel like I did something wrong," his voice dies out at the end. Shock overwhelms me as I didn't know he felt like this. I still feel awful about how I treated this whole situation.

"Oh honey," I start. I walk over to where he was sitting, kneeling in front of him, and lightly placing my hands on his. "You didn't do anything wrong! I promise. This is entirely my fault, and I will never make you feel like this again," I exclaim softly, trying to get my point across.

Yurio continues to look at our hands in his lap, sniffles and hiccups shook his body as his hot, wet tears fall onto our connected hands.

"You promise?" he whimpers at me, slowly bringing his eyes to meet mine. Our eyes connect and he looks absolutely broken.

"I p-promise," my voice brakes from seeing his pitiful expression. He looks into my eyes pleadingly. I watch as his lip quivers and his eyes fill with new tears once again.

Suddenly, from his sitting place on the couch, he jumps into my arms, holding onto my shirt for dear life. The force of his body weight causes me to lose my balance and tip over. Nonetheless, I still hold onto him as we lie on our sides. His body is cold in my arms and I can feel his shaky inhales rocking his whole body.

After comforting him for a while, we get up from our spot next to the couch, and start to put our shoes on, getting ready to go home.

"Well, it sounds like you two got things sorted out," Victor comes out of the other room and greets us, looking happy. "Then, I'll go grab your things," he sighs as he skips back from where he came.

As we wait for Victor and Yuuri to come back, Yurio lies his head on my chest, still trying to make his breathing regular. I wrap my arms around him, trying my best to help with the situation. Eventually his breathing returns to normal and he just nuzzles his face into my neck. Victor walks out with one of his old bags full of clothes and hygiene products I know Yurio didn't leave our apartment with.

I take the bag from Victor before putting it on the ground and hugging him. I can tell that he is confused from him standing still. I let go of him.

"Thank you for taking care of Yuri. I don't know what I would do if he got hurt," I say with tears starting to form in my eyes.

I unfortunately have had nightmares of what could have happened to him. Although we weren't separated for long, the nightmares were so graphic and life-like making me wake up in a cold sweat with tears running down my face.

I pick the bag off of the ground and look at Yuri whilst holding my hand out. He gives me a melancholy smile before taking it. We walk out of their apartment and start to ours.

The walk was relatively silent, but comfortable. Normally, I would've brought up a topic but I'm concerned that I might say something that will hurt his feelings again, so I just stay silent. When we get to the apartment, Yuri unlocks the door, which -- for some reason -- makes me extremely happy. I walk in after him and shut the door before practically throwing the bag off of me. Yuri gives me a confused look and then yelps as I scoop him up in my arms.

I walk to the bedroom and place him on the bed, lying next to him after. He nuzzles his face into my neck and lets out an extremely cute, loud coo. I hold onto him tightly and just let myself relax. It feels cordial to have Yuri in my arms and to have his scent around again. I can, hopefully, get a good night's sleep now that he's here. I feel Yuri's breathing slow down and his muscles relax. I look at his sleeping face and smile. Kissing his head, I finally let myself rest for the first time in a week.