Stating things
Yuri couldn't stop worrying about the fact that Victor was very comfortable with Eros, he couldn't stop the fierce stab of jealousy whenever the thought sneaked into his mind. His heart hammered and fluttered frenziedly whenever he thought about the kiss Victor had given him on the ice, in front of the public and tv-cameras. But Victor was known in the skating circles for being whimsical and unpredictable, which made Yuri uncertain and nervous. Victor had never said what Yuri was to him. Yuri wondered if he was his latest toy, something to amuse himself until he found something more entertaining.
Yuri was lost in his thoughts, he felt upset since Victor hadn't talked to him about how he felt, hadn't open an opportunity for Yuri to state his feelings. Yuri felt lost and disoriented, he knew that he wanted something more, but felt his lack in standing acutely. They were unmatched in every sense, Victor was a successful, thought after bachelor with a string of medals and hearts around his neck, while Yuris amorous exploits came down to one single kiss, but then, what a kiss! Yuri smiled, feeling exited and alive in a way he had never felt before. He felt his blood surging in his veins, had skating been this fun before, this nerve racking? The night's cool breeze enveloped the young man standing in the garden. He was completely absent to the to the sounds and spicy fragrance of the Chinese city, so totally lost in thoughts of what had happen that day, that he didn't pay attention to the man observing him at distance.
Victor could at from his outpost feel Yuris palpable insecurity and disquiet, he could kick himself for causing it, he had been so happy for Yuri during the free skating that he had acted without thought, it had felt oddly wonderful to embrace and surprise him, but now was Victor at lost. He had never felt deeply for anything skating and his dog, had never had necessity to consider other people's feelings. He had been the star and everything had revolved around his whims and capriciousness, everything had been accepted as long as he was victorious, which he had been. But he was now in a different position, a new and to be honest, terrifying situation. He wanted to protect Yuri so badly, but he could not deny the erotic pull the other man had on him. Yuri had surpassed his expectations on every turn, Victor did not know how fragile Yuri was, thought he sensed also his strength and resolve and was confident the young man could endure
Victor took one step forward, stretched out and reached for Yuri's hand with his. He felt other man tremble slightly and look flustered. Victor could not forget the younger man's look when he started to cry before his free skating routine. He felt responsible for those tears, felt the need to assure the Yuri that he would be there for him no matter what. – You know, Victor said, when I said that I would take responsibility by stepping down from being your coach, I didn't mean that I would step down from being your friend, and if you choose to, your lover. I will stay by your side as long there is ice to skate on in this world, because I seriously doubt that you will stop to surprise me. Victor tugged Yuri closer to him, and whispered in his ear. But when you are on the ice, dance only for me, fly higher only for me, and I will meet you there.
Yuri, could almost not hear these words since the hammering of his heart was so loud. He swallow hard and with a broken voice he said –baka, that was all you had to say and decidedly surprised Victor once more by giving him a shy kiss.