TW// cussing, funny(?) inappropriate/sex joke
Raven's POV
A couple weeks later
As the weeks passed, I got better and better (at skating, and with my self harm), and Faro and I's relationship grew stronger and stronger.
That day I came home with two fat hickeys, my parents didn't notice, but Sashi sure as hell did. She was asking me a shitload of questions, to which I just told her, "Don't worry about it." She's smart though, and pretty much knew exactly what happened. I doubt they knew that Faro and I actually had sex, and thought we just had a heated make out sesh.
Oh, how he is wrong though.
I walked to the rink, and when I got there, Faro wasn't there. This made me slightly nervous because he's always here before me.
I went ahead and put on my skates and got onto the ice. I was a bit bored and just skated in circles, humming to myself.
A while passed, and still no Faro. I decided to try and call him. He didn't answer. I texted him, and he never even read it after another fifteen minutes.
I was getting worried. Every time I call him, he answers. Every time I text him, he reads it and replies within just minutes, if not instantly. But not this time.
Suddenly, the doors swung open and Faro ran in.
"Faro! Where've you been?! You had me so worried!" I said, skating over to where he was. "I'm sorry, my phone died, but, we've gotta get you some solos. We need to make some routines. Programs." He said.
"What? W-Why?" I asked.
"Because, Raven, you, my dear boyfriend, are competing, and if you make it far enough, you're going to the Grand Prix Finals!"
(Haha...totally not the Grand Prix Finals from Yuri On Ice....)
I froze. Was he joking?
"W-What..?" I squeaked. "Yeah! You're competing!" Faro said, lacing up his skates. "You're- You're joking." I said. "I'm not! Come on!" He said, grabbing my hands and dragging me out into the middle of the ice.
"You're fucking toying with me." I laughed under my breath.
"No, I'm not 'fucking toying with you,' but, you can be my toy while I fuck you later to celebrate, if you'd like." He winked. I gasped, slapping his arm. "Faro! Uneva could have heard you!" I scolded in a hushed voice. "But she didn't~!" He cooed. I rolled my eyes.
"Now, come on, we've got work to do."
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