This one's for iridescent08 enjoy!
Yurio was waken up by Yuuri and Viktor yelling in the hot springs.
"Ugh, I can't sleep, those idiots are too loud." Yurio whispered under his breath. I'll read my journal until they are done in the hot springs. Well, It's gonna be a while, Yurio.
Yurio tip toed to his bag that had all of his necessities. He dug around his bag until he felt a furry object. Yes, Yurio has a fur covered journal with tiger print on it.
He flipped to a random page and got this:
Today that dumbass, Otabek, told me to get on his motorcycle, I got on, BUT, I didn't want to get on that thing, with him. I had too. I was in a tough situation, fangirls, ugh. Yeah, I totally didn't want to go on.
You know what! Fuck this, its my diary or journal, I really like Otabek, he is the coolest person I know right now, ok! He is a nice person, you know, and he seems to like me. But he gives me this feeling, I feel like someone is squeezing my heart in their fist forcing it to pump harder, faster. But at the same time, I feel my heart expanding, fighting the hand that is hurting me. I feel like he can hear my heart, I feel too open around him. I guess love does come with pain. What am I saying?
I love him, so much. That hand has disappeared, my heart is expanding, maybe a little too much. I'm not ready to tell Otabek. Don't you dare judge me, I love a guy a little older than me and he's a guy, and I'm a guy. Ugh, Yurio, pull it together, this doesn't mean I'm gay, right?
Never mind that, when I skated to On Love I felt like it was for him. He makes me feel like a half black half white rose sinking in an overflowing cup of water, so ready to spill my emotions but something inside me screams no, but at the same time, something screams yes. I don't know what to trust, black or white? Yes or no? Go with the current or stay sinking? I don't know.
He flips to another page that's about Viktor.
Why must he be so beautiful!?
It's like he wants my heart to be pulled out of my chest, it's like he's coaxing it to come out of my chest.
He almost makes the cup that holds my delicate rose get hit by a tsunami, he is so close to breaking the fragile glass that protects my soul. Is he trying to make me fall apart?
Otabek, he cracked the glass. That hand is back, it's fear, fear that if he hurts me I will fall apart, but either way I'm breaking, in the process of keeping my feelings a secret a hand is forcing it's way into the glass that holds me, reaching for me, to pull my petals off.
I'm so scared.
Tears were cascading down Yurio's small face, they look like small crystals falling freely from his usually piercing eyes, they are showing extreme sadness, they look almost deep blue, like the sadness was so strong it darkened his beautiful eyes. He never heard the soft foot steps that came towards his room, or the soft sobbing that joined his with equal sadness embedded in the young man's cries.
Sorry guys, this one is short, I'm going to change the summary.