Do you remember? Reader x Yuri. P

I'm 15 years old, and I'm in competitive figure skating in Russia, but I've been off lately my boyfriend or Ex-Boyfriend left to Japan…

I miss him… I miss his blonde hair… I miss his emerald eyes… And even his short temper. I-I just miss him. I miss Yuri Plisetsky.

" Y/n! Straighten up!" Lilia yelled. I just growled at her. I had my h/c hair tied up, but with some of my bangs out.

I had a new coach, her name Lilia Baranovskaya. She was strict… Very strict. She felt like my mother of ice skating.

At the end of practice, I grabbed my phone and jacket. I soon arrived at my house. I usually watch T.v for a while and that's, what I did.

I turned it on to see Yuri on. I saddened at the sight of him. Something was bothering him I could tell.

" Yuri Plisetsky, skating to In Regards to Love (Agape)," the announcer said. I laughed when he said agape. In the end, he looked disappointed.

" Hmmm, I wonder…" I said to myself. If I compete in the grand Prix, ( Both genders) will I be able to see Yuri… I smiled, but then I had about 50 flashbacks of memories with him at the same time.

3 months later arriving at the place where the comp is held

I walked down a carpet and was surrounded by males. I ignored them, but still waved to them to be nice. I was wearing cat ears on my head and a red tank top.

" Sorry miss, but this area is for skaters and coaches only," a guy said to me.

" I am a skater, I'm y/n l/n," I scoffed. And walked by him. I walked into a room filled with people I've seen on T.v.

I noticed someone, but it wasn't Yuri. It was Viktor Nikiforov. I've talked to him before, we were long distance friends.

I smiled and walked over. " Hello, Viktor!" I smiled. He looked over and his eyes widened.

" Y/n! I missed you!" he burst.

" So, I heard you started to coach," I said.

" Yeah, I'm coaching Yuuri Katsuki," he replied.

" That's cool," I smiled. I heard a gasp from behind me. I turned to see Yuri with wide eyes. My eyes started to tear up.

" y/n, are you, okay?" Viktor asked. I wiped my tears away.

" Y-Yes…" I looked down.

" No, you're not," he sighed.

" Ugh, I hate that you know me well… W-Wel-" I stopped when I felt arms wrap around me from behind. I looked behind me and gasped. It was Yuri…

" I-I'm sorry Y/n," he whispered. My face turned crimson.

" I'm sorry as well…" I sighed and before he could say anything else I wiggled out of his grasp and ran to the girl's bathroom.

A day later it was time to perform. I was doing In the Air, it was meant to be a bit suggesting… I skated into the middle of the rink. I was wearing a red sequined outfit. I hate my coach she picked it out… It was revealing…

Yuri's POV

It was time for y/n's performance. I decided to watch. I was sitting with Pig and Viktor. I looked to the middle of the ice.

I was shocked. I felt some warm liquid drip from my nose. Viktor looked over and started to crack up. I wiped the blood away with a tissue. My face was really warm.

I watched and was surprised to see how much better she was at this now.

Readers POV

My last move a combination spin. I did it and was in my ending pose. My heart raced at this. I panted heavily.

Later when I was about to get my score for that performance Yuri approached me.

" You did great y/n!" he said. I smiled and hugged him. With my cat ears falling off. Yuri smirked and grabbed my ears and started to run off.

" H-Hey!" I yelled. I ran after him. He was outside beneath a tree. I ran over and tackled him. I laughed, and he laughed.

He sat up and placed me on his lap and put my cat ears back on. I smiled, and he wrapped his arms around me.

" Will you give me a second chance?" he asked. I smiled.

" Yes, I will," I replied.

" I, love you y/n," he whispered.

" I, love you too," I said.