It had been two years since the blonde boy had seen the man in front of him. He threw glares at the man getting ready to be wed. The silver haired man, Viktor Nikiforov, only smirked and shrugged his shoulders. "Now, Yurio, you should have known we would have invited Otabek. Yuuri and I both thought it would be great if you two saw each other again. Who knows, maybe you two could make up?"
"No! Viktor, you know we ended things on bad terms!" he shook with rage as he thought about that moment a few years back. "I did not want to see him… I'm just not ready yet." He could feel the slight movements of Viktor as he placed a reassuring hand on Yuri's shoulder.
"Trust me, it will be fine. You will not have to see him until the reception. You can do what you want if you stay and see Yuuri and I get married." His smile grew slightly. "Now come on. It's time to walk down the aisle."
Sighing, Yuri nodded. "If you don't fall like you did during the practice, it should turn out just fine."
Yuri walked down the hallway with Viktor. Viktor waited towards the end while Yuri stood behind Chris, Viktor's best man. Chris was already walking down the aisle with Phichit, both of them with their arms linked together smiling brightly. Yuri did not pay any attention to Minami, he linked his left arm together with Minami's right. Together, they started their own walk down the aisle. He did not pay any attention to the gasps that could barely be heard from some of the guests sitting in the pews.
Minami was not moving as much as he had been yesterday during their practice, instead he was keeping his arm still. Yuri thought slightly smelling a more distinct cologne that he was very familiar with. He decided not to look, hoping that this was the bundle of tears and joy that would start going off the minute Yuuri was walking down the aisle. Deep in his chest, he could feel his own heart racing knowing that something was off. He did not look as they separated to get in their distinguished spots. When he turned around to face the other way, Yuri could see that Minami was sitting in the front pew instead with a broken leg.
Slowly, he directed his eyes to the man he walked with, knowing what he would see. The man was tall and tan. His hair was pulled back in a loose ponytail, the sides were shaved and Yuri could only assume that his nape was too. Yuri could almost hear the sound of his heart shattering. After he had finally put it back together, it was breaking again. This man, the one who had officially broken his heart, Otabek Altin was standing across from him.
Yuri's mind went blank since he could only stare into the eyes of his ex. Tears were slowly making their way to the surface. He did not know how long he stood staring at the man before he heard the music playing announcing that Yuuri was getting ready to walk down the aisle. He did not notice Viktor and Chris throwing worried glances towards him. Yuri was able to pull his eyes away when the big doors opened to reveal Yuuri Katsuki sandwiched between his mother and father. Viktor met them when they reached the pews taking Yuuri from his parents. Together, they walked the rest of the way standing up by the priest. Yuri could feel his mind slipping away again as the wedding officially started.
His mind was clouded with his own thoughts when Chris gave him a small shove to his back. Looking around, Yuri could see that the wedding was over, everyone had their eyes on him since he had not walked towards Otabek to leave the room. Shakily, he walked forwards refusing to link his arms together. The eyes were staring towards his back, he knew he was messing up their day. But he did not care now. As soon as they were close enough to the doors, he made a run for it. Still wearing his tux and not caring that his phone and his coat were still inside. He could live with the frigid air for a while.
While he was running, he could hear his name being yelled from behind him from different people. Their voices were filled with concern. At the beginning of his flee, he was hearing footsteps. Now as he looked back, there was no one following him.
Yuri did not stop until he reached his destination. His own home. Well his grandfather's home. Since his death, it was Yuri's. Slamming the door, Yuri slammed his back into the door and slid down to the floor Finally, he could let out the sobs he had been holding.