Just for love (Yuri Plisetsky x reader)

Barcelona

Your POV

"You're honestly insane Viktor. We going to be late. We could have just rescheduled the show"

"I couldn't have asked you of that, you were so happy about it" he smiles. Gosh, he's too nice.

"Why are you so perfect..." I mumble.

"You're adorable. Oh! We're here" he excitingly says.

"Well that went faster than I thought it would be." I say confused. We must have been pretty close to the airport already haha.

We get out and walk up to front counter. Right as we walk in though, all we're mobbed by fans.

"Great..." just to make this interesting, orrrr...I just have a death wish. I decide to grab Yurios' hand. The room instantly goes quiet... and it was at that moment, I knew I fucked up.

"What do you think you're doing you whore!?!" A bunch of girls yell.

"Hey ladies, it's alright she's just nervous from this big crowd. She's not used to so many people admiring her" Viktor says... what a a-hole. He just smiles at them. They look like they're about to die, I mean he is handsome.

"Well she can take someone else's hand!" They all scream even louder. Luckily, guards come and escort us to our exit.

"Arrivederci" I flash smile to the group of girls and wave.

"AHHHH DON'T LEAVE, YURI! WE LOVE YOU!!!!" They all try to get threw the guards.

TIME SKIP

when we finally get on the plane, I'm already tired.

"Your fans are crazy!" I yell at Yurio with amazement. I've never seen people so deranged.

"Yeah I guess... I don't like them. They're annoying" he mumbles looking frustrated. "Why did you do that, do you want to die?"

"For the fun. Come on, you know you enjoyed that" I nudge him.

"You guys are so cute together" Viktor says pinching our cheeks and making baby noises.

"zatknut'sya mudak!" He says to Viktor looking irritated.

"What does that mean?" Me and yuri ask.

"He's just being stubborn. He said some ugly words." He pets Yurios head.

"You speak Russian so beautifully. I really like it" I tell yuri and smirk. I think I'm blushing , but I don't know. But I do know he is.

"Yeah, whatever. What language do you speak again?" ...Is he stupid?

"I'm Italian, what do you think?"

"Oh... right. Speak something"

"Hmm okay... io piaci davvero, dovremmo uscire qualche volta." I wink.

"What did you say?" Viktor asks.

"Something... haha"

"I'm going to ask your coach when we get to Barcelona" Viktor says.

"Yeah, good luck repeating it"

"Oh...I got it on recording" he keeps replaying it.

"...of course you did...well I guess if he knows, it might happen" I feel awkward so I start talking to Yuri about his life.

"Soooo, can you speak Japanese or something?"

"Uhh yeah..."

"Can you say something?"