Should I tell him? Yuri
Author's note: So, I go back to school next week and I've written barely anything over this summer. Next year will be more intense so I most likely won't be able to post much until Christmas (anyone remember when I used to post something every week?).Anyway, cause I'm not entirely sure how I want to do the Viktor chapter, I'm doing the Yuri chapter instead. I'm not calling him Yurio, just because I personally hate being called the wrong name.
Once again, there is homophobia in this as well as transphobia (Yuri is not trans in this). Characters aren't mine, disclaimer disclaimer. I'm also putting Otayuri in here.
Anyway, enjoy!
Yuri Plisetsky finished off his ballet and looked over to Lilia.
"Beautiful Yuri. We'll start on your routine properly tomorrow. Go to my house and take a hot bath to properly relax your muscles. You really are becoming a prima ballerina."
Yuri nodded, pulling on his tiger jumper and untying his ballet shoes and hair. Lilia still had some other students to work with, so Yuri had a set of keys as well.
It was quite peaceful actually. The gulls cried overhead and the occasional car drove past him, disturbing the silence. It had been a while since Yuri had really been able to think. Think about the season with Viktor competition again, about him and Yuuri moving to Russia next week, and about his relationships.
"Oh look, it's the Russian Fairy."
Yuri narrowed his eyes at the group of girls blocking the pavement. He was used to dealing with masses of them, cough cough the angels, but then they were trying to get photos. Not trying to insult him.
"I heard Yuri Plisetsky used to be a girl. Still has a vagina apparently."
"And I heard it's rude to talk about people behind their backs." Yuri snapped, hands in his pockets as he glared at them. "You're blocking my path."
The girls just laughed.
"Aww. Does the itty bitty kitty want to go home so he can crawl up next to his boyfriend and be used as a fuck toy?"
In hindsight, gasping wasn't a very good idea. Yuri Plisetsky was so far in the closet that he was in Narnia. His relationship was strictly a secret between him and Otabek.
"Don't look so surprised kitten." One of the girls cooed as she circled him, stroking his hair. "We have many sources. And you should know how good the angels are at stalking." She pulled up a picture on her phone of him and Otabek kissing.
"What a disgusting little faggot you are Yuri. I wonder what would happen if I shared this photo online, for everyone to see? Grandpa, the Russian government, the world..."
"What the fuck do you want?" Yuri snapped, finding his voice again. Don't back down. They're just cowards Yura. You're stronger than they are. You're a soldier.
"To teach a little faggot a lesson."
"Yuri?" Yakov opened the door in disbelief. Yuri Plisetsky was dripping wet from the rain with slurs written all across his face and, Yakov assumed, his body. He looked so vulnerable.
"Sorry Yakov. I meant to be home a lot earlier. I was distracted."
Yakov nodded, stepping back to let Yuri in. "Go and take a shower or bath Yura. You look like you need it." His voice was much more gentle, like he was talking to a kitten.
As Yuri almost ran into the bathroom, Lilia stepped out of her kitchen. "Was that Yuri?"
Yakov sat down and slowly explained what he had seen.
Yuri Plisetsky cried.
As soapy water ran down his now red body, scrubbed free from the slurs, he cried. He cried because his secret was out and there was nothing he could do about it. He cried because he was worried for Otabek. And he cried purely out of fear.
He turned off the shower and stepped out, checking himself in the mirror. He looked normal. Perfect.
"Yura?" Yakov knocked on his bedroom door as he was sitting on his bed, drying his hair. He had dressed in the tiger onesie Otabek bought him for his birthday.
"It's unlocked."
Yakov came in and sat down next to Yuri on his bed. They were silent for a moment.
"I'll pack my bags and go if you want." Yuri said finally with a sigh, standing up.
"No you won't Yura." Yakov said firmly. "Lilia and I think of you in exactly the same way we did before. And if I was to kick out any of my not straight skaters, I'd be left only with Georgi."
Yuri smiled and sat back down next to him. "It'll be alright?"
"Yes. And you should tell your boyfriend as well. So he knows to watch his back."
After dinner, Yuri Skyped Otabek. He explained what had happened, leaving out the part where they thought he was trans.
"Oh my God Yura." Otabek said softly. "I wish I could hug you. I'll give you an extra long hug when I see you next."
Yuri smiled and kissed his fingers, pressing them to his laptop gently. "It's alright. I'm fine now. Just watch your back, ok?"
Sorry it didn't have the same kind of ending as Yuuri's, but Yuri is fighting more alone. This is set after the Barcelona GPF. I hope you liked it and I'll update as soon as I can
