Yuri wove through the party, a glass of champagne in each hand, searching for his husband. They'd been invited to the Worlds banquet after placing gold and silver in said competition-- announcing their retirement just hours before.
The crowd pushed in from all sides and Yuri compressed his already lithe form in an effort not to spill the drinks in his hands.
Finally, as he entered a segment of the house that wasn't so crowded, he could walk normally again and caught a glimpse of that familiar dark undercut a bit ahead of him.
As he approached, he verified that it was indeed Otabek and not JJ or some other asshole with that same, popular haircut, and walked into the room, Otabek's back to him. It was only when he was inside the door, however, that he noticed the other occupant of the space.
A woman: tall, brunette, and leggy, with a long lilac dress swirling around her slim waist stood in front of Otabek, her arms snaked around his neck, her eyes shut.
Kissing him, Yuri realized belatedly.
Yuri couldn't move for a moment, just standing there and staring: his eyes raking over the intertwined figures before him. His husband, and a woman he'd never seen in his life.
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Two weeks later, Yuri discovers that he's pregnant, and, finding himself emotionally incapable of aborting the fetus, he must figure out how to navigate the future with a desperate husband, a child on the way, and that familiar, all-consuming emptiness he'd thought he'd finally left behind.
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Yes, this will be sad. Is it worth it? You decide.
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A Yuri!!! On Ice, Otayuri fanfiction.
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Started: 3/14/20
Finished: 10/02/20All Rights Reserved