Hey guys here's the next chapter and things are all getting a bit much for Yuri, poor lamb. Hope you enjoy :)

Yuri is jittery the entire walk to Yuuri and Viktor's place, so much so that he even forgets where he's going. He has to stop for a second, take a few deep breaths, stock of where he is and remind himself where they actually live. Eventually he gets to their front door and knocks. His head is still spinning and he has no idea just how he's supposed to be reacting to all of this new information. Freaking out springs to mind but that doesn't feel in any way constructive so he tries to remain calm.

The door opens and Yuuri smiles at him kindly. "You alright Yura?"

"I don't know," Yuri finally admits after thinking this through for a moment.

"Do you want some tea?" Yuuri asks.

"Will it help?" Yuri counters as he enters and Yuuri shuts the door behind him.

"Possibly," Yuuri says.

"Can there be alcohol in it?" Yuri asks as he follows Yuuri into the kitchen.

Yuuri chuckles. "No."

Yuri sighs. "Worth a try."

"So what's on your mind Yura?" Yuuri asks. "You sounded quite agitated on the phone.

"Otabek told me he loves me," Yuri says after a pause.

"Pardon?"

"When we were at the rink," Yuri tells him. "We were in the changing rooms and I asked him why he's been avoiding me so much. We started arguing and he told me that he's in love with me."

"Okay..." Yuuri says after a pause. "Did he say anything else?"

"No," Yuri replies. "He just said it and then left and I have no idea what to do about it."

"Did you talk to him about it?" Yuuri asks trying to be as diplomatic as possible.

"I tried to," Yuri says, shrugging. "He just sort of said it and then ran off."

"Of course he did," Yuuri sighs.

"I tried calling him but he isn't picking up my phone calls," Yuri says. "I sent him a text, direct messages, everything to get him to try and talk to me but he's just not answering."

"Right," Yuuri says. "So let's ignore him for a moment, how do you feel about this?"

"Confused," Yuri admits.

"Good start."

"It's like why is he doing this now?" Yuri asks. "I mean if he's been in love with me for a while then he should have said something sooner, you know?"

"He should have done yes," Yuuri says. "Did he say how long he's been in love with you?"

"No and I don't get it, I mean because if it's been since before I lost my memory then his reaction at the hospital would make a bit more sense."

For the first time since he had lost his memories Yuri wishes that he could remember things from before his accident. It would make things a hell of a lot easier if he could just remember what he and Otabek had been like before then he might actually be able to make sense of it all. Why, if Otabek was in love with him before, hadn't he said anything until now? Yuri can feel a lump in his throat. It's all too much all at once, he can't figure it out and it's not like Otabek stuck around to talk to him about it.

"I mean I'm happy with JJ," Yuri sniffs, trying to hold it together. "I'm happy and Otabek's suddenly throwing everything up in the air with this."

"Do you feel the same way about him?" Yuuri asks.

"No!" Yuri cries. "I mean I thought I did but then he was so distant and I didn't know if he even liked me at all or not so I gave up. Then I met JJ and I..."

"Hey, it's okay," Yuuri says, pulling him into a hug. "It's okay you don't have to know what's going on right now," he tells him. "If you want to follow this through with Otabek then talk to him when you can. If not then just try to forget about it."

"That's the best advice you have?" Yuri asks incredulously. "Follow through or just forget it."

"Otabek told you how he feels for a reason," Yuuri says.

"Because I kept pestering him," Yuri mumbles.

"But he did tell you eventually," Yuuri says. "He did tell you and now he seems to have left the decision up to you."

"Yeah that bastard."

Yuuri laughs softly. "I'm sorry."

"It's okay."

"So what do you want to do?" Yuuri asks after a moment's pause.

Yuri opens his mouth to answer but his phone ringing in his pocket cuts him off. He pulls it out and sees JJ's name lighting up the screen. He looks up at Yuuri, almost as if looking for confirmation if he should answer it or not.

"It's up to you," Yuuri says.

Yuri looks back to his phone and shakes his head. He loves JJ and Otabek suddenly confessing his love isn't going to change that. It's too late. He presses the answer button and holds the phone to his ear. "Hey."

"Hey kitten, you coming over tonight?" JJ asks. "Waiting for you in bed."

Yuri's face heats up and he prays that Yuuri can't hear what's being said on the other end of the line. "I'll be ten minutes, tops," he says hurriedly.

"Good," JJ purrs and Yuri can practically see the gleam in his eye. "I'll see you soon."

"See you," Yuri says and hangs up. "I gotta go," he tells Yuuri, hoping that his cheeks aren't as pink as they feel.

"Good luck with whatever you decide to do about Otabek," Yuuri says. "You know Viktor and I will be here if you need to talk to anyone."

"Thanks," Yuri smiles before grabbing his shoes from by the front door and disappearing outside.

As soon as he's gone Yuuri pulls his own phone out of his pocket and tries dialling Otabek's number. After a good number of rings with no answer it goes straight through to voicemail. He sighs, shaking his head as he pockets his phone.

A warm pair of arms wrap around his waist from behind. "Are you alright love?" Viktor asks.

"Yeah," Yuuri sighs. "Just trying to get hold of Otabek's and find out what's going on between him and Yura."

Viktor presses a kiss to his cheek. "You're worrying too much love," he says. "They'll work it all out eventually."

"You think so?"

"Trust me," Viktor says giving him a squeeze, "everything will work out in the end."