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An otayuri short story

I wrote this while being sleep deprived but I just had to write something hahaha

Yuri Plisetsky was bored. The season just ended and instead of practicing, he was given a day off to relax, but there wasn’t much to do here in Russia. Viktor had left for Japan to meet “his Yuuri” (and the teen shuddered at that), he didn’t want to hang out with Mila or Georgi.

His phone let Yuri know that he got a text message and he went to get it, happily noticing that it was from his best friend Otabek, who was staying in Russia with him. The teen was overjoyed when his friend asked if he wanted to come over in the evening, watch some movies (since the hotel had a TV and there was a movie marathon upcoming) and have a few drinks. Otabek wanted to test if Yuri knew the movies’ content and the blonde was up for any challenge that involved ‘beating someone’s ass’. Grinning, he made his way to his friend’s hotel room he was staying in once the evening came, bringing some drinks with him.

Both boys had fun, even though Yuri complained that Otabek had a 'shitty taste’ when it came to movies, complaining how he didn’t know any of the Kazakh’s choices. So since Yuri didn’t know what would happen next when Otabek paused the video and asked him, he ended up drinking most of what they had. Otabek teased him endlessly, only calling it a night once they finished the last 'crappy’ movie and Yuri was too tired to go back home. Yuri, stubborn as he was, tried to get up and leave, only to slip on a puddle from one of their spilled drinks caused. Otabek tried to catch him, but Yuri pulled him along.

Suddenly, Otabek was staring right into Yuri’s blue green eyes, the teen lying with his back on the ground, while Otabek had his hands on either side of the the blonde’s head. Yuri started to blush when he realized that their faces were just inches apart, his heart thumping at the only thought that was crossing his head: will he kiss me?

When nothing happened and Otabek just continued to stare into his eyes, Yuri decided he wasn’t waiting any longer. He had a major crush on his best friend, so he decided to use his current situation and pulled Otabek closer, their lips connecting. It was over too soon, as Otabek pulled back in surprise, his eyes wide.

“What are you staring at?”, Yuri asked when Otabek still wasn’t moving, so he looked away. He thought that things would get awkward from here on now, but suddenly, Otabek grabbed his chin and forced his face back so that Yuri was looking at him again.

“I’m looking at you,” Otabek whispered and kissed him, soft and sweet.

Yuri melted into the kiss, not caring that his clothes were drenched. The kiss soon became more deep and Yuri groaned as Otabek slipped his tongue in, their tongues dancing together. When both of them had to pull back to breathe, Yuri was grinning at him.

“What’s so funny?”, Otabek asked and Yuri only laughed.

“I’ve always dreamt of kissing you, but I didn’t think you’d return my feelings,” he shrugged.

“Oh Yura. You must be either blind or stupid for not noticing me ogling over your body,” Otabek teased.

“You did WHAT?!”, Yuri exclaimed and lightly punched Otabek when he began laughing.

“You should take a shower and come to bed. It’s late, so I’ll wash your stuff tomorrow,” Otabek smiled and picked Yuri up, carrying him bridal style.

“Hey I can walk myself!”, Yuri exclaimed, his face red.

But somehow he didn’t mind being carried by his friend’s strong arms, feeling warm and secure. He couldn’t believe what just happened and hoped that it wasn’t a dream.