Yuri:
" Yuri?? Why arn't your answering your cell?? "
I turn around, to see Minako-sensei, yelling at the top of her lungs,
I decided to block out everything they where yelling about, and then looked back at my idol, Victor, who was now in front of me, and wasn't a body pillow or a poster.
Why was he here? More importantly, why did he want to be MY coach?
" Why is victor sleeping in one of the inn's robes!? "
I sighed
" He soaked in the hot spring and had dinner, then fell asleep..."
I still don't know how he had dinner, shouldn't he be on a diet to?
~ smol time skip because I'm lazy help plz~
As he woke up, we all stayed quiet, until he spoke.
" I'm starving.....Hungry..."
How could you be hungry....? You just ate!
" U-um... What would you like to eat??? "
He sat there for a second.... Silent.... Until he smiled, and then looked up at me.
" As your coach, I'd like to know what your favourite food is, Yuri. "
I sat there, a blush, creeping up my face. He wanted to know my favourite food?
~ another smol time skip { I know, I'm sorry, } ~
" WOW! AMAZING! "
I sighed, a happy sigh, a sigh that I haven't been able to sigh in a long time.
" Delicious! Too good for words! Is this what God eats? "
A blush crept up my cheeks
" I-I'm glad you like it... "
" Yuri hasn't been eating it lately, which is kinda surprising when you think about it! "
I bow my head down, in shame, as she pokes me.
Victor stares, and then smiles.
God, how I love that smile.
" Then why don't you eat with me Yuri? "
I look up to see Victor, rice all over his face.
" P-pardon? "
" Why don't you eat with me? "
I wanted to turn him down, but at the same time, I didn't.
I thought for a second,
the food did smell nice....
I end up agreeing, facing the fact, that I was hungry. so, I get up, and sit next to Victor
" so Yuri, " he starts. " tell me about yourself! "
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why do you care? { vicuri } { depressed yuri x victor } (DISCONTINUING )
RomanceYuri, an normal man, happy, and full of joy, walked into the Grand Prix, or so everyone thought.... He was hiding, what he really was, depressed. His dog had just died, everyone had been leaving him, and he had just failed, in front of his idol. Bu...
