"Viktor get the hell away from thar boy!" yelled Yakov, as he found his student about to deflower a minor- who clearly thought the world of the Ice King and would be easily dissuaded by the older man.
"We weren't going to go further than kissing!" suddenly blurted Yuuri, when he noticed that the coach was misunderstanding things- he wouldn't want his idol/friend/boyfriend? getting into trouble because of him.
"Kido... ah... Viktor get away from Yuuri before I drag you from your hair" Yakov sighed, turning to English to ease things for the Japanese "First of all, were you guys just fooling around? Or are you interested on exploring this sexual tension you both have?" he asked, once he was satisfied with the distance between them.
"S-se-seaxul tension?!" Yuuri squeaked, blushing madly.
Viktor just raised, elegantly an eyebrow. He had just only discovered what his feelings for the younger skater was, but the most oblivious people he knew had known before him...
Why aren't I surprised? The Russian skater scoffed in his head, at the fact that these people didn't notice he was spiraling towards chaos but picked up that he had hots for a minor.
"We are not blind, boys" at Yakov's comment Viktor did scoff and ignored the glare from his coach "This is serious Vitya! Even if you were fooling around with him, keeping things above the waist, it's still dangerous. He is a damn minor!"
"I was not fooling around with him!" barked Viktor, loathing that Yakov would even think he would play around with cute, innocent Yuuri for amusement "I fucking love him!"
His coach took a step backwards, by his stunned expression he wasn't expecting that answer. By the young boy's gasp, Yuuri wasn't either.
Damn it! From all the times he had to start understanding everything in Russian, he had to choose now. Viktor thought angrily.
"My Russian is not the best... but did you just..." the Japanese stopped half way, not knowing how to continue.
"Yes, you heard right Yuuri. I love you. I have for a while, it just took me some time to figure it out" Viktor took pity on his love one and answered the unasked question.
"Then things will be much more complicated..." sighed Yakov, feeling a headache starting to form "Yuuri, do you feel the same for him?"
The younger skater, started to feel uncomfortable at being the center of two eager expressions. Especially, Viktor's.
"I... I don't know. I like Viktor very much, but I don't know if it is love. Just a few minutes away I only saw him as my idol and possible friend... that the possibility of dating him was there was unimaginable. I am quite confused right now" confessed Yuuri.
The Russian skater was disappointed by the response he got, but that didn't disuade him. He still had a chance and Yuuri did say that he liked him a lot. It might not be love yet but it was something Viktor could work with. In no time he would have the Japanese's heart and his life would be complete.
"But you want to be with Viktor, don't you?" Yakov questioned, wanting to be completely sure that Yuuri was in for it.
Cause if the Japanese wasn't in for it for the long run, Viktor would end up hurt at the end. And for what it seems his student was very fond of the young boy, the Russian skater didn't use words as love so easily. It took a long while before Viktor started showing real emotions to the Feltsman marriage. And now this foreign came and gained their son's trust and heart so easily.
They both, Yakov and Lila, liked Yuuri very much. He was kind, attentive, (patient)- which was immensely important for a stable relationship with Vitya-, talented... in other words he was an angel. If anything Yakov was jealous of his daughter for having the Japanese as a student, cause he was the perfect pupil. They couldn't ask for anyone better as their son-in-law.
Though, the issue now is making him fall in love with Viktor. By the way they both kept sending each other longing gazes, it wouldn't take a lot for that to happen. Just some patience and time, Yuuri was still young and has a lot pressure on himself. Japan's expectations of being the next star in figure skating, being in a whole new country, and now having his childhood idol- who is known for his promiscuity- throw himself at him and declare his undying love... let's just say that it is a lot for a fifteen years old to handle.
"I do" replied the Japanese "But... not now. I just need more time..." he scrambled to explain, not wanting to hurt no one's feelings.
"Viktor understands, don't you?" Yakov gave his student a look that said: 'Start acting like an adult and have patience for once in your life'
"Of course! I love you Yuuri and that won't change, I'll just have to wait until you turn sixteen" Viktor's response took both of them by surprise "I might be impatient and childish at times, and surely you both thought that I would want a relationship with Yuuri now but would have waited until he was off age for anything more than kissing. However, I'm an adult and know the consequences of starting something with someone who isn't over the age of consent. That's not something I would want on either of us. So, I'll wait until you are sixteen to start dating and until your eighteenth birthday for anything under the waist. That's the age of consent in Japan, isn't it? I wouldn't want to start on the wrong foot with my future in-laws" he took the young skater's hands and kissed the back, while looking at the beautiful hazel eyes of his angel "I am for the long run on this, Yuuri"
Japan's angel could only stare at Viktor, shocked at the love declaration of his idol. It was like a dream come true... but too much. If you asked him what his life would look like in ten years, Yuuri would have answered that he sees himself already graduated with a major degree on dance, still competing under Alyona-sensei's care as a figure skater, raising Yura with the help of his grandfather and Viktor by his side. That last part scared him to the core. He was a fifteen years old boy! He shouldn't be imagining spending the rest of his life with someone. And the fact that said someone is already planning their future... was someone he couldn't handle right now.
"Merry belated Christmas and Happy belated Birthday, Viktor" Yuuri muttered that under his breath, and rushed the hell out of the rink. He needed space and time to think about everything that happened today.
"Everything was going too well, and you had to spoke him" groaned Yakov, as both Russians watched the young skater running away from the Ice King "He is only fifteen years old and you are already talking about marriage and in-laws. What did you expect?"
"To be on his mind for the next year, it doesn't matter that I am causing him troubles but at least I will be a constant even though I am not there" replied Viktor, with a sly smirk.
"You... are quite manipulative Vitya" commented Yakov, looking at his student impressed by his tactic.
"I want him Yakov... and we both know I always get what I want" Viktor's statement raised some warning flags inside his coach's head.
What have I done? Thought the Russian coach as he watched the dark look on his student's eyes, as he continued staring at the door Japan's angel fled through.