For the love of Yuri

Relaxing

Otabek POV
Yuuri lead the way to the locker rooms. He played the perfect host. I was positive he had his speech rehearsed from years of showing the guests around. Even the tone of his voice changed as he directed us to the lockers, the towels, the provided shorts and changing areas. The confidence in him as he waved us around was such a change to his usual demeanor.
Over the last two weeks, I had tried to keep Yuri away from the shy dark haired former friend. It just looked to me that whenever they were together it brought out the worst in the blond. His whole personality changed. The way he held himself, the way he talked, he never smiled around the other Yuuri either.
Once we were all changed we met up on the rocks surrounding the heated pool. It was so amazing how they had made it look so natural. Victor and Christophe certainly were not shy with their bodies. They dropped the towels walking naked into the water. I was surprised the Yuri went to the edge of the water before dropping his towel. With his back to me, I only saw the nice shape of his bottom before he too went in naked.
Waiting until he turned to smirk up at me, I dropped my own towel. Naked I walked in. It thrilled me to see his green eyes widen at the sight  of me. Being the perfect host, Yuuri waited until everyone was in and settled. He made sure they had everything they needed.
“Yuuri, we just need your naked little behind in here.” Christophe's sultry voice demanded. With a blush Yuuri moved to the edge of the water. It was only now that I saw he had black tight shorts on. His toes barely touched the water before Victor was asking him why he didn’t drop his shorts.
“Come now, Yuuri, we're all friends here.” He cooed.
Phichit laughed. “Yuuri never comes in naked.” He told everyone.
“Well if those shorts get wet, then I say we all gang up on him to take them off!” Christophe commented lazily. Really? Wasn’t that sexual harassment?
“Oh, uh, well maybe I will just sit out…” that was as far as he got. Yuri leapt up grabbing the fleeing boys arm. At the same time Christophe caught his ankle. Yuuri was falling forward. His head aiming right for a group of rocks.
“No!” I screamed reaching out for him. The steam already made his body slippery. My hands grazed over his shoulders unable to get a grip. Victor moved. Getting in between the falling boy and the rocks, he stood.
As the tallest of us, his long lean body made for a softer striking surface than the rocks. Of course where Yuuri's face hit wasn’t the best. When Victor stood the rocks came up to the bottom of his butt checks, leaving his front exposed to Yuuri's face.
Victor grunted in pain, but caught the boys face before he drowned in the water. Yuuri's face was flaming red having just head butted Victor's crotch. Those of us watching all cringed in horror at the sight.
Victor pulled the embarrassed Yuuri up against his chest. Acting as if nothing untoward happened, he dragged our young host into the water. “Ah there you are Yuuri.” Victor’s voice purred out over the silent bath. “Glad of you to join us.” He chuckled.
Settling back in his spot beside Christophe, Victor forced his new captive down beside him. “Don’t worry…” the tall Russian stage whispered, so of course we could all hear him. “… yours isn’t the first face I had in my crotch.” Creepily Christophe laughed.
“That’s disgusting!” Yuri cried in front of me. “You're related!” He yelled at the pair. Christophe tsked, sipping the mint water Yuuri had given him. Victor laughed.
“Well you need someone to practice on…”
“You're perverted!” Yuri yelled at him. Victor slid forward in the water.
“Oh, jealous that no one has touched you yet?” he poured seductively. I caught Yuri's arm before he could hit the other. Dragging him back to my side was easier in the water.
“Ignore him. He is only trying to goad you.” I cautioned. Looking over Yuuri seemed content to sit beside the sliver Russian. I leaned back resting my neck on some smooth rocks. Closing my eyes I let the water relax me.
Shouting reached my ears a little bit later. Now what had gotten Yuri worked up? I thought. Although he was supper adorable, there were a few times when I just wanted to smack his ass. I chuckled ok more than a few, but only a few for him being a brat.
“What do you mean his warm? We were in hot water you idiot!” he yelled.
“I think he's coming around.” The soft gentle voice of Yuuri Katsuki spoke close to my head. “Otabek, do you feel ok?” my eyes opened. I was laying on the cool stones a few feet from the hot springs. Everyone was surrounding me. Yuuri knelt at one side. Yuri across from him glaring as usual. I tried to sit up, but the world spun.
“Easy.” Yuuri pressed me back to the stones. “You got over heated.” He stated. That’s when he removed the cloth from my forehead. Another had been placed on my chest. Both where replaced with fresh cold ones. I closed my eyes again dropping my arm over my eyes.
“Not your first time dealing with this, huh?” I asked him. Peeking out I saw the shy smile on his face.
“No, not hardly.”
“Thanks Yuuri.” I whispered.
“When you’re ready sit up slowly.” He cautioned. “I have some mint water ready for you as well.” He smirked. “Cold.” He added with another cute smile. Now I could see how these guys all liked him. He wasn’t bad looking, just not my type. He was nice too nice. I guess I liked my guys with a little bit of spunk.
My hand next to Yuri pulled back until I found his. Secretly I laced our fingers together. Peering up at him through slited eyes I saw his cheeks color slightly. A smile touched my lips at this. I laid there happy to hold on to the kid I was falling for. But nothing can last forever.
Slowly I sat up. As soon as I started to move, Yuuri reached to help me. I saw Victor and Christophe not looking pleased as his warm hand touched my bare back. The world spun a bit. I closed my eyes until the sensation passed. When I opened them again, Yuuri was handing me a cold glass of water.
“Sip this. When your done, you can try to stand.” He instructed.
“Then we get to go raid Yuuri's room.” Christophe clapped his hands together. I saw the muscle in Yuuri's jaw clench.
“I can head them off..” I offered. A sad smile touched his lips.
“No, it will only make it worse.” It was then that I realized something.
“You look good without your glasses on. Ever consider contacts?” I asked. He blushed a little at the compliment.
“Mine would be too expensive since the astigmatism I have is slanted.” He explained. I nodded.
“That blows.” I admitted as I finished the water. I was feeling better now. Pulling my legs up, I went to stand. The Yuri's jumped to help me. With them on either side I got to my feet.
“Let's get him to the locker room. It’s a little cooler there.” Yuuri told Yuri. They each had one of my arms across there shoulder. Not gonna lie, I liked this. Once away from the hot springs the stifling air cooled. It felt like I could draw a real breathe. They helped me to my locker.
“Need help changing?” Victor asked.
“No he doesn’t!” Yuri yelled. “If he did I would help him not you!” he screamed.
“I’m good thanks.” I told Victor as I pulled my little blond bomb down beside me. Everyone separated to change back into their clothes. Yuuri cleaned up after us, then we were out in the hall. I was feeling much better now, but didn’t tell Yuri that. Faking as if I needed him to steady me, I kept my arm around his shoulders.
Yuuri lead the way up a hidden flight of stairs. At the top he turned right to walk down the hall. Doors were closed on either side. This must be where the family lived. We followed him to the very end of the hall.
Opening the last door he peeked inside. Maybe checking to see how messy he left his room. I know I would. He pushed the door fully open with a sigh. The bed was unmade, some clothes were on the floor, the walls were covered with pictures. As I looked closer I realized they were of Yuuri.
“You, you figure skate, like for real?” I was surprised by this.
“Not for a few years. I only did the juniors.” He said. On a dresser sat two huge trophies. A few more were on a shelf. Hanging from this were several medals. All but four were gold. Yuri's thin hand touched one.
“I never knew you continued. You were always so good…” Green eyes flashed up to look at the soft brown ones.
“You always said I could win. So when you stopped talking to me…” he rubbed at his neck. “…it was a way to feel close to you again. I mean, you were my first friend.” They stood on either side of the room, neither looking at the other.