Another day on the rink, simple as that. Another day I pretend to be okay. I am king JJ, a man who doesn't frown. I am a simple Canadian with perfect parents, what do I have to complain about.
I have fans worldwide, they are the best but sometimes... it's as if I'm trapped in a sea of expectations. They're all contempt with who I am, I flash a smile and the crowd cheers. But they don't see the pain I hide, no matter what I'd let someone down. I can't do that, no one knows me truly, except him.
"Otabek am I a snob?," I had to ask. It was eating me up.
"Jean what gave you that idea," he sounded concerned but not surprised. I already knew the answer.
"I don't know, the Russian pixie seemed to have a point is all."
"Yurio speaks his mind, no one expects you to change."
Expectations, he tries to relieve me of them. How is he so cool headed, so level with everything. There's no way he's perfect, he hides emotion. Leaves it for the ice, me and him both hide. But only I am a faker.
"WHAT IF I WANT TO ALTYN-," I choked a small sob, "what if I don't want to fake it anymore. I-I want them to see me."
He sat there speechless, his eyes glistened.
"I see you JJ."
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On thin ice
FanfictionJJ, how couldn't you have told us. All this time, all these years. We were competitors but both one with the ice. Why didn't you tell me? I was so stupid, I didn't know you and Otabek were so close. I'm turning into Victor, a blundering Russian idi...
