p class="MsoNormal""You're going to need help," The doctor said, a grim look on his face," Your heart can't handle much more if you continue with this behavior." Yuri grimaced at the older man, "I'm fine. I don't need your continual gabbing over my meal plans. I'm fine." He pulled his tiger-stripped jacket over his shoulders before jumping off the examination table. His head was pounding. "Really, Yuri, you-" "Just stop. You don't know what you're talking about. I can take care of myself." With that, the young tiger slammed through the office door./p
p class="MsoNormal"God, why didn't the doctor see that he couldn't just stop?! Fuck, he was an adult, and he knew how to take care of himself; Hell, he had been skating forever, and his diet had always held up. He opened the door to the truck his grandfather had left him after his passing. God, he was unusually frustrated. It was only a little weight loss; How bad could it be? Yuri slammed his fist into the steering wheel, making the horn go off with each punch. After he was out of breath, which seemed to be easier and easier to do each day, He flipped the starter, let the truck chug to life, and pulled out of the stupid doctor's parking lot./p
p class="MsoNormal"It took him half an hour to get home, and he got angrier and anger with each passing minute. By the time he opened the door to his small one-bedroom apartment, he was furious. Yuri immediately walked to the master bedroom's bathroom to where his best friend was. The bathroom was both his best friend and his worst enemy. He hated looking at himself in the mirror, but what had become his secret lover sat in that room. It sat in the corner of the bathroom: The scale. Yuri immediately stepped on it and frowned at the weight blinking below him. 107.8 pounds…But he weighed 106.4 that morning. Anxiety filled his chest. It couldn't be right! Yuri stepped off the scale before stepping back on, the same numbers blinking at him. Tears began to well in his eyes as everything went red. He shook and screamed and hit the wall; His weight was his everything, and even that he couldn't control./p
p class="MsoNormal"He would have continued his rampage if his cellphone hadn't rung. The name popped up and caught his attention: Otabek Altin./p
p class="MsoNormal"Yuri wiped his eyes before answering, "Hey." His voice cracked more than he intended. "Hey! Yuri! I just landed and I'll be heading your way soon!" Otabek's deep voice vibrated through the phone with excitement. Of course, he would be excited; It had been months since they had seen each other. "Great," Yuri said, his voice less raspy, "I'm home, so just come on in. I know Pyota will be waiting for you." "Alright. See you soon, babe!" Yuri's face flushed slightly, as it always did when Otabek used pet names, "Ok. See you in a few." And with that, the call ended./p
p class="MsoNormal"As soon a Yuri laid eyes on his boyfriend, all thoughts of his appointment and weight left. "Otabek!" Yuri practically cried as he jumped on the Kazakhstani, "I missed you!" "OOf-Yuri!" Otabek exclaimed as he caught the blonde in midair. Weird…Yuri seemed smaller than the last time he hugged him./p
p class="MsoNormal""I missed you, too, my Yura," He said, chest rumbling underneath Yuri's cheek. The blonde smiled and crushed his lips to the tan man, who tightened his grip on the younger man. After a few moments, the two broke apart, smiling like high school sweethearts even though they were both in their 20's. "What do you want to do now that I'm here?" Otabek said sugestivly. "Honestly, I just kind of want to lay and be with you, ok?" Otabek nodded and pulled Yuri over to the sofa and into his arms, "That's perfectly fine with me."/p
p class="MsoNormal"God, why didn't the doctor see that he couldn't just stop?! Fuck, he was an adult, and he knew how to take care of himself; Hell, he had been skating forever, and his diet had always held up. He opened the door to the truck his grandfather had left him after his passing. God, he was unusually frustrated. It was only a little weight loss; How bad could it be? Yuri slammed his fist into the steering wheel, making the horn go off with each punch. After he was out of breath, which seemed to be easier and easier to do each day, He flipped the starter, let the truck chug to life, and pulled out of the stupid doctor's parking lot./p
p class="MsoNormal"It took him half an hour to get home, and he got angrier and anger with each passing minute. By the time he opened the door to his small one-bedroom apartment, he was furious. Yuri immediately walked to the master bedroom's bathroom to where his best friend was. The bathroom was both his best friend and his worst enemy. He hated looking at himself in the mirror, but what had become his secret lover sat in that room. It sat in the corner of the bathroom: The scale. Yuri immediately stepped on it and frowned at the weight blinking below him. 107.8 pounds…But he weighed 106.4 that morning. Anxiety filled his chest. It couldn't be right! Yuri stepped off the scale before stepping back on, the same numbers blinking at him. Tears began to well in his eyes as everything went red. He shook and screamed and hit the wall; His weight was his everything, and even that he couldn't control./p
p class="MsoNormal"He would have continued his rampage if his cellphone hadn't rung. The name popped up and caught his attention: Otabek Altin./p
p class="MsoNormal"Yuri wiped his eyes before answering, "Hey." His voice cracked more than he intended. "Hey! Yuri! I just landed and I'll be heading your way soon!" Otabek's deep voice vibrated through the phone with excitement. Of course, he would be excited; It had been months since they had seen each other. "Great," Yuri said, his voice less raspy, "I'm home, so just come on in. I know Pyota will be waiting for you." "Alright. See you soon, babe!" Yuri's face flushed slightly, as it always did when Otabek used pet names, "Ok. See you in a few." And with that, the call ended./p
p class="MsoNormal"As soon a Yuri laid eyes on his boyfriend, all thoughts of his appointment and weight left. "Otabek!" Yuri practically cried as he jumped on the Kazakhstani, "I missed you!" "OOf-Yuri!" Otabek exclaimed as he caught the blonde in midair. Weird…Yuri seemed smaller than the last time he hugged him./p
p class="MsoNormal""I missed you, too, my Yura," He said, chest rumbling underneath Yuri's cheek. The blonde smiled and crushed his lips to the tan man, who tightened his grip on the younger man. After a few moments, the two broke apart, smiling like high school sweethearts even though they were both in their 20's. "What do you want to do now that I'm here?" Otabek said sugestivly. "Honestly, I just kind of want to lay and be with you, ok?" Otabek nodded and pulled Yuri over to the sofa and into his arms, "That's perfectly fine with me."/p