The lonely park was occupied by nothing but snow.
The swing sways from the power of the wind.
Under the moonlight, a lad can be seen taking a stroll.
His instincts lead him straight towards the abandoned plaza.
The dull light, illuminating his figure.
Silently, he skates onto this playground that has lost its purpose.
Or rather, his reflection towards an empty world.
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"(Y/N), Yuratchka," Nikolai's smile brightened up the morning, "eat up."
His grandson squeals upon the sight of his favorite food, however, upon glancing over at (Y/N), he realizes that she was glued onto her cellphone.
Yuri shots up a conversation "Grandpa, where's June?"
"Oh, she's out traveling again. She'll be back soon."
Now that was a fail.
The chair beside him screeched, (Y/N) stood up without any sign.
"Mute," You stopped, "are you coming today? You know, championship."
I'm hanging out with Logan today.
'I think, you both forgot about the deal in the beginning. '
**********
The cafe door opens, triggering an enchanting ring.
The echo of this noise signaled a young boy from the other side to wave.
Logan was waiting for you.
"Do you do you want anything?"
Your eyes scan the menu before placing your finger onto (Favorite cafe item).
Logan smiles and walks off to order. You sit in silence.
It was interesting last night. You were half expecting him to push you away after 'that', but turns out he leaned into you.
'Did he hear my desire?'
*******
'Why did Yakov take on that pork cutlet bowl?'
...
'And why the hell is (Y/N) with Logan?! I thought she was good with keeping her words...'
"Yuri, your grandfather's here."
***
"Grandpa, I thought you weren't feeling well."
The elder hands him a paper bag inside the car.
"Just try these."
Upon one bite, his expression flips, contemplating about what he has just consumed.
"There's pork cutlet, scrambled eggs and white rice in here! What's with this pirozhki?!"
"Its a pork cutlet bowl pirozhki!" His grandpa raises his voice, "Eat them and do well in today's free skate, Yuratchka." He smiles before patting his head.
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Voice | Yuri On Ice!! | Yuri Plisetsky
Fanfiction[HIGHEST RANKING] 1st in Yuri [HIGHEST RANKING 6/6] 1st in Mute From the void within my throat, a monster would crawl out. It have its own appearance. It have its own desires. It is my Voice. ********* (Y/N) is a cursed girl whose being control...
