Ok, I'd like to apologise because I wanted to make this chapter sad(der) but it'd be too long so there'll be a part three in this story as well (and maybe an epilogue...possibly) I hope you like it so far, if you do please let me know because your feedback is my writing energy :3 And don't worry, angst is coming 3;)


It'd been a few minutes since Otabek left, Yuri was still standing in the livingroom trying to realise what just happened. That's when the other guy came out of the room, wearing only his pants.

"What just happened?"

"Out"

"Huh?"

"YOU HAVE YOUR MONEY! GET THE FUCK OUT NOW!" Yuri screamed. He didn't know what to do. He had to blame someone, had to let out his emotions.

"Kay jeez" The older one grabbed his shirt and walked out pretty casualy. "Pff, crazy" Said the man before closing the door behind him. That's when Yuri fell on his knees and started crying and sobbing hard. What had he done? That's not what he wanted, not at all. He just payed a prostitute to have raw and empty sex with him instead of waiting for a few months for the man he loved and loved him back more than anything. He didn't feel saticfied, he felt sick. Sick of his actions, sick of that guy but mostly of himself. He just hurt the only person who ever saw him for who he was and embraced him with no hesitation. The only person who was always there for him from the beggining. The man who seems emotionless on the outside but to Yuri he was the most loving creature in the universe. It was all his fault. He had destroyed everything, and he doubted he could fix this. "B-beka..." He choked, thinking about his mistakes, about how much he needed his no longer boyfriend here right now.
It was getting late, but the blonde didn't want to return to the bedroom. It reminded him of what he just did...and also that a few days ago, Otabek would be there with him. But not anymore. The Russian kept sobbing and whimpering until he fell asleep on the sofa.

One week had pass since the incident and the two of them didn't see eachother once. At first Yuri didn't do anything because he was sure they'd talk sometime but that wasn't the case. Otabek seemed to do anything he could in order not to see the Blonde. That was actually kinda true since seeing Yuri would only hurt even more. The Kazakh tried so hard to forget Yuri, he tried not to care but he always found himself lost in the happy memories, thinking about the beautiful younger man's characteristics and about his adorable (according to Otabek and only) personality. And then he would remember that fithly scene and he would fall into depression...again. Yuri tried to reach him many times. He'd send him texts, call him, even tag him on instagram, telling him that he was sorry and they had to meet. Otabek made sure not to reply even though every message was tempting as hell and he couldn't keep skipping practice in order to avoid him. There was only one solution left.

"I'm so glad you wanted to hang out Yurio! You know, fathers and sons should strengthen their bonds and-"

"Viktor stop with the family thing, and don't call me Yurio please."

Viktor gasped. Did Yuri just pleaded? Was he just polite? He wasn't sure if he should hug him proudly or check if he had a fever. But then again, he seemed off. He wasn't his usual self and he found it hard to concentrate during training.

"I want you to tell me the truth, what do you know about Otabek?"

The older man tried to force a smile. "What do you mean? He's 20 years old and he's from Kazakhs-"

"You know what I mean! He won't come to practice and he isn't answering to me! I know he's avoiding me but he can't just stop his training! I asked Yakov many times but all he did was try and change the subject . So did Mila! What is going on?"

Viktor sighed. He knew too well how Yuri felt about the other man and he decided it was best to let him know. "He left"

"To where? Did he decide to go to another city or- no...he won't go back to Kazakhstan, will he?!" Asked Yuri almost desperately.

"Afraid not"

"What do you mean afr"

"He's going to train with one of his old coaches...in Canada. He's heading to the airport right now...I'm sorry Yuri"

He couldn't believe it. Otabek was going to Canada? Being away for such a long time...how would Yuri survive this?...especially knowing that the raven haired man would totally forget about him...and he didn't want that. It wasn't fair. He was going to tell Otabek what he had in mind one way or another. He got up from the bench he and Viktor were sitting and rushed to the streets. The airport wasn't that far so if he tried he would be there before it'd be too late.
After about 10 minutes of nonstop running he reached the airport. That's when he spotted Otabek waiting to get on the plane. Yuri thought he was about to collapse. He was so close, he ran as fast as he could, not paying enough attention to the road

CRASH

"B-beka"

DARKNESS