"How fucking long did you say Leroy was staying?" Yuri growled out as he climbed into bed.

"Just a month or so," Otabek said while turning the lamp off.

"And just why is that asshole here?"

"Babe, he is going through a hard time and needs his friends," Otabek said pulling Yuri into the little spoon.

"Stop spooning me!" Yuri said as he fought against Otabek.

Otabek laughed and pulled him in tighter, "Shut up, you like it."

"I'm not your bitch," Yuri growled.

Otabek kissed his head, "Never babe."

"No, back to this Leroy problem," Yuri said as he curled further into Otabek.

"Jacques is not a problem," Otabek said.

"The fuck he aint! He went with me for my run this morning! Do you know how fast that asshole runs? I almost died!" Yuri exclaimed.

"But you didn't die and it pushed you," Otabek said.

"He got rid of all my junk food and candy," Yuri whined.

"Good, you were getting fat anyway," Otabek laughed out.

Yuri started to thrash and fight around as Otabek held him still. "Are you fucking kidding me? If either of us is fat it is you!"

"No, Yura, I'm short. Big difference." Otabek knew neither of them were even close to being fat, but it was cute to see Yuri all riled up over it.

Yuri huffed and smacked Otabek's arm again. "Ok, we need to set Leroy up with someone."

Otabek sighed, knowing sleep wasn't coming anytime soon. "Like who?"

"I don't know! Maybe someone from the team?"

"Like Mila?" Otabek asked.

"Mila would eat him alive," Yuri replied.

"True."

"What about that new chick… what's her name? Oh! Natalia!" Yuri said.

Otabek shook his head, "Nah, Jacques doesn't like blondes."

"The hell he don't! He use to chase after me and pinch my ass all the time," Yuri said.

Otabek laughed, "That's cause I dared him too."

Yuri gasped, "What the fuck, Altin?"

Otabek kept laughing, "It was so cute watching you get mad."

"I fucking hate you," Yuri growled.

"I love you too," Otabek said kissing the top of his blonde head.

"Wait! I know!" Yuri said pushing away from Otabek.

Groaning, Otabek rolled over to his side and stared at Yuri as he got his phone and started tapping at the screen, not saying anything else. After a few minutes, Otabek's patience was wearing thin. "Well?"

"Georgi!" Yuri said.

Otabek started to choke on air as Yuri laughed.

"Seriously Beka, think about it," Yuri said.

"Yeah… about how straight Georgi is…" Otabek said grabbing for his glass of water.

Yuri rolled his eyes, "Cause he hasn't seen the light! I mean hello! God put the male g-spot in our asses for a reason!"

"Fuck, you are crude," Otabek said.

"Ok so look… I am going to text Georgi and tell him I got him a date for tomorrow… You get Leroy ready too," Yuri said.

"This is not going to work, Yura," Otabek groaned.

"Do you want to stay up all night and argue over this, or just agree with me and get some sleep?" Yuri asked.

Otabek knew he had lost this battle and just pulled Yuri to him so they could sleep.

"Beks! The last thing I want to do is go out on a date!" JJ groaned out as he laid out on the couch, still in his gym clothes.

"Look, you have been working yourself to death in the gym, and driving Yuri crazy. Go shower and get ready," Otabek said.

"I am not ready for this," JJ whined.

"Please, Jacques, for me? If you don't do this, Yuri is going to make my life hell," Otabek said.

JJ laughed, he kind of like that idea. "That is almost worth staying home."

"Jean-Jacques," Otabek groaned, "You are lucky he even agreed to you staying here this summer."

JJ got up and stared to head to the bathroom, "You are fucking pussy whipped, Beks!"

"By the best," Otabek laughed.

The last thing JJ wanted was a date, especially still having Isabella on his mind. Hell, they had only been apart a few months. It seemed ridiculous for Otabek to want him to go out on a date.

As JJ stepped out the shower, he dried his hair and wrapped the towel around his waist to head to his room.

"Leroy!" Yuri yelled, "I got you something to wear."

"I am not wearing a crop top!" JJ yelled back.

"Well fuck!" Yuri said and stomped off. Otabek laughed as JJ went to the spare room to change.

Why was he even doing this? Why did he bother to put on his ass hugging jeans and fitted button down shirt that brought out his eyes. He even left a few buttons undone at the top of the shirt and rechecked his hair.

"You need cologne," Yuri said as he stomped in the room.

"Get your perfume away from me. I have cologne."

"You have that shit Polo every guy wears. This is the shit Otabek wears, it smells good," Yuri said.

Was Yuri really helping him out? Yuri was never nice to him. Taking the bottle he dabbed a little behind his ears and then handed it back.

"Wear those boots you have, not those stupid loafers you think go with everything," Yuri said as he walked out the room. "We are leaving soon, so hurry the hell up."

JJ did put the boots on and grabbed his jacket as they went to leave. It was a short walk to the restaurant and Otabek said they would be across the street at a cafe if he needed them.

"So what does she look like?" JJ asked.

"Well… dark hair, blue eyes… but like… not your kind of blue," Yuri said, "Fit body, nice ass-"

"-Yura!" Otabek snapped out.

"Well it is true!" Yuri exclaimed.

As they got to the restaurant, Yuri pinned a rose on his jacket, "They have a matching one, and are waiting!"

Yuri pushed JJ through the door. The man at the door greeted him.

"Party for two…I think it is under Plisetsky," he said.

JJ was lead through the tiny restaurant and then taken to a small table. What he saw almost made him turn and leave.

"Jean-Jacques?"

"Georgi?"

Sure enough Georgi was sitting with a glass of water and an identical rose pinned on his jacket.

"Yuri," they both said together.

"Well you might as well sit down," Georgi said.

JJ shook his head, he was going to ring that scrawny little neck when this was all done.

"Yeah, dude, I'm sorry… Yuri is just being-"

"-an ass." Georgi said.

"Exactly."

"I bet they are across the street waiting for us to come out all pissed off," Georgi said.

"Probably."

"You know what we should do?"

"What's that?" JJ asked.

Georgi sat back, grabbed the menu and smiled, "Have dinner."

JJ thought about it, it seemed like something that might piss Yuri off, if he actually sat and had a dinner with Georgi. The more he thought about it, the more he liked that idea- so he nodded at Georgi and grabbed his menu.

"Wine?" Georgi asked.

JJ nodded and got the wine menu.

"Tell me you don't like that sweet stuff," Georgi said.

"Love it," JJ laughed out.

"Of course you do… Ok… let's do a middle ground," Georgi suggested.

"Fine by me, you pick then," JJ said.

Georgi ordered a Riesling for them and JJ had to admit it was not bad. He preferred something a bit sweeter, but with dinner it was nice. Georgi was easy to talk to, relaxed and not high strung. He had been so use to Yuri stomping and yelling the last week, it was nice being with someone more quiet and laid back.

JJ found he was having fun. They talked a lot about skating. He did not know Georgi all that well and they had fun making fun of other skaters as they ate their dinner. Before either knew it, it had almost been two hours.

"Did you want to order dessert?" Georgi asked.

"I probably shouldn't… would just mean more time in the gym tomorrow. Plus I've had all this wine tonight," JJ replied.

"Oh come on! One night isn't going to hurt you. You are young and in amazing shape," Georgi said with a smile, "We can split a dessert then, ok?"

JJ could not argue with that. He had been pushing him really hard and his body was tired. He knew he was doing it to keep his mind off Isabella- which oddly he had no thought of all night. It had been so long since JJ had enjoyed anything sweet, so he took Georgi up on the offer.

They had laughed a bit more when the cake showed up to the table and JJ was humming around his fork. Georgi only took a few bites as he was enjoying watching JJ's face light up with each bite. How could he take something so great away from a guy?

When the check came, they got to arguing over who would pay. In the end, Georgi had won the argument, telling JJ to just tip the waiter good. On their way out, they saw a blonde head poking around a light post across the street at the cafe Yuri and Otabek were out.

"He thinks we can't see him," Georgi said.

"I almost want to call out to him," JJ stated.

Georgi laughed, "Nah, play dumb. If Yuri thinks he has the upper hand, makes things so much easier."

"You have a point there," JJ said.

They both just stood outside on the sidewalk, not sure what else to do at this point. It was easier when they were sitting down and had food to occupy them.

"Let me walk you back to their flat," Georgi said.

"What about you?" JJ asked.

"I'm only a few more blocks down. We all stay relatively close to the rink."

"Makes sense. I live close to mine too," JJ said.

Then he got to thinking how he had gotten the flat he was in, with the intentions of moving in Isabella after they got married and grew quiet.

"What on your mind?" Georgi asked.

JJ stopped walking for a minute and leaned against a building, shaking his head. "Just got to thinking about my flat back home… how I had gotten it and planned for…"

Georgi nodded, "Say no more. I understand… I did the same."

They just stood there quietly for a moment. JJ took a deep breath and looked up- over Georgi's shoulder he could see that blonde hair poking out a hoodie.

"They are following us," JJ said quietly.

"You mean Yuri is. You know Otabek just tagging along to shut him up," Georgi laughed out.

"Oh isn't that the truth!"

Georgi held his arm out as an offering, "Well if he wants a show."

"Then we give them one." JJ looped his arm in with Georgi's as they started back walking to the building.

Once they got to his building, Georgi let go of his arm as they stood under a streetlight. "This was fun."

"It really was," JJ said and meant it. "Fuck it. You want to hang out again?"

Georgi smiled, "Yeah I would."

"Plus it would really freak out Yuri if we started to hang out," JJ said.

Georgi laughed again, "Yes it would! We should make it look like date too!"

"That is brilliant. Of course," JJ said.

"What you say? Dinner and movies tomorrow night?" Georgi asked.

"Yeah. I'll take it easy at the gym so I'm not so tired and we can make a night of it, and I am paying this time."

Georgi smiled, "Ok that is fair. Is he still watching?"

JJ peaked over Georgi's shoulder, "Yeah, they are behind the bushes across the street."

Georgi stepped in and tipped JJ's chin, "Play along. Will piss the little tiger off."

JJ gasped the moment Georgi's lips touched his. He knew Georgi was only doing it to mess with Yuri, but it still took him by surprise. Closing his eyes, JJ kept his arms at this side, but leaned into it. It was soft and gentle- closed mouthed- it was nice. For a moment as he stood under that street light, nothing matter at all- Isabella, skating, Yuri's twisted sense of humor. All JJ could focus on was how nice this kiss was, how soft Georgi's lips were.

It was over too quick. JJ's head was spinning when Georgi pulled back and smiled at him.

"Bet that will piss him off all night," Georgi said- still standing really close to JJ.

"Oh yeah," JJ said.

"Give me your phone," Georgi said without stepping away.

JJ handed Georgi his phone and watched as he added his number in there.

"Text me his reaction and I'll find us a movie for tomorrow," Georgi said.

JJ could only nod still. Georgi was standing all too close, he was very aware of his and Georgi's body at that moment and how Georgi had actually kissed him. Another quick lean in and Georgi kissed his cheek.

"Good night, Jean-Jacques," Georgi said before finally stepping back and walking down the sidewalk.

JJ just stood there under the street light, touching his lip, watching Georgi's back as he disappeared into the night.

Yuri started punching, tugging and slapping at Otabek the minute Georgi leaned in to kiss JJ.

"What the fuck is this?" Yuri hissed out.

Otabek had to shake his head as he restrained Yuri's over-enthusiastic hands, "Hell if I know."