Potential fic - Jealous Yuri working title
Potential Yuri fic -- Gdoc name is 'Jealous Yuri'
This is an uncertain of pairing but Yuri has feels about how everyone else has family around them and he doesn't
The last notes ended and Yuri froze there, the soft parts of his white costume fluttering, his wrists wrapped in feathers as if he were an angel, but he was breathing much too hard to be an angel. The entire venue was going in and out of focus. He hated this song, this program, this concept, but it was over. He would never have to skate to Agape again. Fuck Victor and Victor's damn program.
He was still in a daze as he had his skate guards put back on his feet and Lilia helped him into his jacket. So much of the costume was mesh that he got so cold so quickly without the jacket once he stopped skating. He looked up at the scores as they were announced, his hands raised to the fans as he saw that score -- half a point higher than at the GP final He was in first after the short program. He wished he could have felt happy.
This was world's and this time, more than ever was he aware of the fan sections. No, not the normal fans, the area specifically reserved for family. Mila's parents were there as were Georgi's -- even if the man wouldn't medal more than likely, Yuri couldn't think of a scenario where he didn't make it to the final 24 skaters. Katsudon's mom and sister were there along with that ballet teacher of his. JJ's parents weren't of course, that asshole had his parents with him all the time as his coaches -- you couldn't glance at that man without seeing one of his parents or that simpering fiancee of his. Skater after skater he had realized -- they all seemed to have their families there.
He walked with his coaches to the locker area so he could get changed, operating on pure autopilot as he grabbed a quick shower, throwing his hair up into a mess halfway between a pony tail and a bun so he could just pull a hat over it. Even in the end of March, the weather was still cold this week in Boston.
He didn't really remember posing for pictures with fan -- well, maybe, the entire night was a blur that ended with him sitting on his bed in the hotel eating off a room service tray.
This is an uncertain of pairing but Yuri has feels about how everyone else has family around them and he doesn't
The last notes ended and Yuri froze there, the soft parts of his white costume fluttering, his wrists wrapped in feathers as if he were an angel, but he was breathing much too hard to be an angel. The entire venue was going in and out of focus. He hated this song, this program, this concept, but it was over. He would never have to skate to Agape again. Fuck Victor and Victor's damn program.
He was still in a daze as he had his skate guards put back on his feet and Lilia helped him into his jacket. So much of the costume was mesh that he got so cold so quickly without the jacket once he stopped skating. He looked up at the scores as they were announced, his hands raised to the fans as he saw that score -- half a point higher than at the GP final He was in first after the short program. He wished he could have felt happy.
This was world's and this time, more than ever was he aware of the fan sections. No, not the normal fans, the area specifically reserved for family. Mila's parents were there as were Georgi's -- even if the man wouldn't medal more than likely, Yuri couldn't think of a scenario where he didn't make it to the final 24 skaters. Katsudon's mom and sister were there along with that ballet teacher of his. JJ's parents weren't of course, that asshole had his parents with him all the time as his coaches -- you couldn't glance at that man without seeing one of his parents or that simpering fiancee of his. Skater after skater he had realized -- they all seemed to have their families there.
He walked with his coaches to the locker area so he could get changed, operating on pure autopilot as he grabbed a quick shower, throwing his hair up into a mess halfway between a pony tail and a bun so he could just pull a hat over it. Even in the end of March, the weather was still cold this week in Boston.
He didn't really remember posing for pictures with fan -- well, maybe, the entire night was a blur that ended with him sitting on his bed in the hotel eating off a room service tray.