Yuuri's body felt warmer than usual. He had no idea what was going on. Once they got into their room, he turned the air conditioner on full blast. Standing over the cool air, lifting his shirt so it filled with ice cold air, he sighed. It felt so good against his skin.
His vision ran pinker lately- but he had to be honest, whenever he was near Victor, his vision was never the same.
Arms snaking around him, warm lips on his neck and Yuuri found himself pressing back into his alpha.
"Ah, Vitya," Yuuri breathed.
"You ok, baby?" Victor asked, his thumb rubbing small circles on his skin.
"Yeah… just warm is all," Yuuri said, moving a bit so he could just pull his shirt over his head. For some reason it was wanting to feel constricting around his neck. Maybe it was just his nerves getting to him. He was skating for all of Russia here soon- the country his own coach was known as a God in.
But for some reason, being near Victor calmed him, helped him. Turning around, Yuuri buried his nose into Victor's neck, breathing in the calming scent. The arms around him held him tighter- but the shirt Victor was wearing was rubbing wrong on him.
"Your shirt… it's so rough. How do you wear such things?" Yuuri asked, stepping back, allowing the air conditioning to blast onto his back as he started to unbutton Victor's shirt.
A small laugh and Victor just stood there, staring at him. Usually it made Yuuri squirm being under such an intense gaze, but now- it made something inside of him jiggle and want more. Once he got Victor's shirt unbuttoned, he pushed it back, pressing their skin to one another. Victor's skin was cool against his, smooth- welcoming. A small sigh and Yuuri resting his head on Victor's shoulder.
Hands in his hair, and Yuuri never wanted to let go. There was a comfort he had grown to really embrace being around Victor, knowing he could touch him, kiss him, and just be with him. Was this what being mated was? He had never thought much about it, since he was raised beta, but it all seemed to only make sense.
A knock at the door and Yuuri startled, looking up at Victor. A kiss on his forehead and Victor smiled down at him.
"It's ok, Yuuri. I'll get the door."
The moment Victor got the door, Yuuri was even more surprised to see Ana busting through- a bag over her shoulder and a suitcase trailing behind her.
"Next time tell me what damn room you are in!" she exclaimed, dropping her bag and playfully slapping her son on the shoulder. "The entire hotel is booked up too!"
"Hello, mother," Victor laughed, bending to kiss her cheek.
"Ah, Yuuri!" Ana chirped, rushing over to hug him. "Oh my! He is warm!"
Confusion was not even a word for it. Of course he was warm- they had been at practice and his body was still cooling down. Staring between the two, Yuuri blinked and waited for some explanation.
"Oh let me guess," Ana said, glaring at Victor. "He told you nothing!"
"Um… well…" Yuuri stammered.
"Of course! My son! I swear! You would have thought he would be better at explaining things… especially to a new omega… now come sit dear and we will go over everything. But first… stick your tongue out so I may get a sample," Ana was rambling on while pulling Yuuri over to a chair.
He was even more confused. Even as Victor said he would go and get them all some tea from the cafe downstairs, Ana waved him off and continued to ramble.
"So Yuuri… how long have you been warm?" Ana asked.
"Well we were practicing…"
"You should be cooled off by now… and your room is freezing!" Ana exclaimed, moving over to the air conditioner, turning it off.
"So um… not that I'm not happy to see you, but are you here to watch me skate?" Yuuri asked.
"Well I guess since I am here, I might as well go watch you skate!" Ana stated, winking at him. "But Yuuri, Victor was concerned you were in preheat… that is why I'm here."
"Pre… heat?" Yuuri asked. He was not due again they had figured til after the finals.
"Yes, and by the smells of this hotel, there are a lot of omegas around… I am even guessing the omega rooms are as booked as this hotel is," Ana continued to explained. "You are so new to being omega, if you get around too many omegas, your body will take over, causing a heat to keep attracting your alpha, even mated."
"So… my hormones got jealous?" Yuuri asked, mortified that he had no control over this. How the hell did his body always want to betray him so much!
Ana busted out laughing and doubled over. "Oh Yuuri! I never thought of it that way!" Ana laughed.
"I don't find it funny," Yuuri muttered.
"Oh honey, I know… but that is why I am here. I got some medicine and teas to help ward this off," Ana said, kissing his forehead. "We are just lucky that Victor noticed the signs… though he should have told you."
Yuuri already knew why Victor did not tell him. He would have only worried over it til Ana got there. Maybe Victor did know at times what he was doing.
To say it all put Yuri in a bad mood, was an understatement. All he wanted was a quiet night with his grandpa watching old black and white movies til they fell asleep, but now his mind was racing over that damn reporter.
He was still mad at the idiot couple, but at the same time, he also worried. He hated he felt this way. Why couldn't he just be mad and leave it at that? No… they had to go and be stupid and here he was left dealing with their shit.
"Idiots are being careless," Yuri muttered to himself.
"I'm glad you have friends now," his grandpa said before lifting the can of beer to his mouth.
"I told you they are not my friends!" Yuri growled, crossing his arms and pouting on the couch. He couldn't take everything and ended up unloaded it all to his grandpa on their ride back home. He knew his grandpa would tell no one, but he also needed to let off steam. He went from the beginning all the way to the reporter. His grandpa side with the idiot couple- even after they used him, but it did make Yuri a little (very little) less mad. He hated when his grandpa had such good points.
"Either way," his grandpa said, his alpha scent growing stronger the more he drank, "you kept your word. Makes me proud."
Still pouting, Yuri sat back and pretended to watch the movie. He wanted to be madder than he was letting on to be, but knowing his grandpa was proud of him, made something inside of him purr. The familiar scent of beer and tobacco filling his nose relaxed him, and he felt ready to take on all the skaters the next day.
When Victor got back to the room, Yuuri smiled over at him while Ana was rubbing his arm. He had no idea what is was with the Nikiforov family, but he felt so at ease with them. Victor leaned down to kiss his cheek and handed his mom the hot cup of water so she could steep some tea for him.
"Now I know… this tea won't be as good as what you are use too, but combine this with the pills and it should ward off all of this going on," Ana said, moving to the dresser in the room and pulling a small bag from her suitcase.
"Ana," Yuuri said, "Where are you staying?"
"Oh I don't know yet. I am sure there is a place around here with a room still," she said, waving him off.
"Why not just stay here?" Yuuri asked, then saw Victor smile over at him. "We only have the one bed, but we can order a futon for you."
"I think they have cots here," Victor pointed out.
"Well that too," Yuuri laughed, running his hands through his hair. He hated to think Ana wouldn't have a proper bed, but he also was not kicking her out when it was already dark outside in a city over crowded due to the skating event happening.
A smile and Ana nodded at him. "Yes, we can do that."
"You always make me love you more and more," his alpha whispered in his ear, kissing his neck.
Yuuri took the pills and tea from Ana. To say the tea was bad was an understatement. It smelled foul and tasted even fouler. Choking for a moment, he knew he had to get this in him. It was easier to pinch his nose and gulp it.
"It takes some time to work," Ana explained, running her hand down his cheek.
A nod, and Yuuri smiled back at Ana.
"Well, let's order some room service and have dinner!" Victor said, clapping his hands and smiling.
"Why yes! Yuuri Katsuki will be the skater to watch!" Victor exclaimed, smiling for the cameras and giving his signature wink.
It was early morning and he ran to get him, and Yuuri some coffee as Yuuri slowly woke up. Ana had headed out at the first signs of morning, saying she wanted to go by a lab near by, but promised to be back in time to watch the skate.
They had had a calm evening. Victor knew it was exactly what his omega needed, especially with the way his nerves got.
The moment he reached the lobby, the press was on him- asking a million questions and taking pictures.
"So you are really settling down with a beta?" one woman asked.
Another smile, and Victor was glad he was wearing his sun shades. There was no way his smile reached his eyes.
"Ah look! There is Yurio!" Victor called out, spotting blond hair moving through the lobby. Running over to Yuri, he wanted to ward off the questions on his mating status and put them back on the skaters. "Be sure to check out his short program! I designed it personally!"
Wrapping an arm around Yuri's shoulders, this time he did smile. "We need to talk," Yuri whispered only loud enough for him to hear- then he started to growl at Victor, pushing him away and smacking the coffee from his hands. "Give it up old man! You are yesterday's news!" Yuri growled, stomping off.
Victor stood there stunned for a moment. For some reason Yuri wanted to talk to him. The press surrounded him again, and he knew he needed to get more coffee- and back to Yuuri.
"No more questions!" Victor announced, holding his hands up.
Stepping away, Victor went back to the cafe in the hotel, in search of more coffee. His social media had been nonstop. He had hoped all of this would die down, but it seemed to grow by the day. Fans making speculations, theories, and wondering why an alpha like his would settle for a mere beta.
If only they knew. He wished they could exclaim to the world was Yuuri was- and just how special he was. Victor felt that familiar knot in his gut as he waited for his coffee. Yuuri was like no one he had ever met before. He knew it was stupid what he did back in China, but in the moment he did not care.
Though who was he kidding, given the chance- he would do it again. Let the world know that Yuuri Katsuki was taken- mated.
What was taking Victor so long? Yuuri had paced their room for what seemed like forever. Victor said he was just going to grab them coffee and he would be right back. He felt a lot better this morning. His skin wasn't itching or burning up- though he hated his alpha being away.
Yet here he was, thirty minutes later and no coffee.
Grabbing his coat, Yuuri went in search of Victor.
Which was definitely the wrong thing to do.
Press flocked all over the lobby and it was sheer luck that he got out of there unseen. Making his way to some side elevators, he went to jump in one closing, when he heard loud growling and a strong alpha scent that almost knocked him over.
"Stay away from my sister!" Michele yelled.
"But Mickey! You can't keep doing this!" Sara whined, though she still held tightly to her brother.
"Oh come on! Two alphas and one beta! What's it gonna hurt?" Emil joked.
Yuuri backed away, the chaos seeming to much. He knew of these skaters, but he never had much interaction with them- and from what he was seeing, he understood why.
"Oh Seung gil!" Sara yelled, jumping from the still open elevator.
The smell hit him before he even saw Seung gil- it was sour and rotten. Must be an omega .
Jumping away, Yuuri went over to another elevator as the doors opened. The scents and the yelling coming from the four where sure to soon send the press over here. More yelling from Michele, laughter from Emil and Seung gil being smug, and Yuuri dipped into the elevator unnoticed.
"Hold it, buta," Yuri said, sticking his foot in the elevator.
Gulping, Yuuri saw the angry face of Yuri as the doors closed. He also noticed Yuri was not hitting a floor button- which made Yuuri wonder even more. From what Victor had told him, whenever they skated in Moscow, Yuri stayed with his grandpa.
He also noticed Yuri had put on extra blockers.
"Thanks," Yuuri said.
"For what?" Yuri asked.
"I can barely smell you," Yuuri whispered.
A growl and Yuri turned to face him. It made Yuuri back to the elevator wall as Yuri stalked over to him.
"Let's get this straight right now, buta! I didn't do it for you!" Yuri stated.
Holding his hands up, Yuuri nodded his head.
"Ok, ok! Fine!" Yuuri said, and as Yuri stepped away, he took a deep breath and the elevator dinged. "Well… good luck today! No matter what the outcome is, I hope we both do well."
Walking down the hallway, he noticed Yuri was still following him. He did not want to turn around and cause Yuri to get even more upset, so he went to room and unlocked his door.
Only to have Yuri still follow him.
"Yurio?"
"Shut up!" Yuri said, sitting in the chair by the window, taking the hood off his head and pulling his phone out.
"Um… you do realize you are in my room?" Yuuri asked, but then the door opened and Victor was holding three cups of coffee.
"Ah good! Coffee!" Yuri said, holding his hand out waiting for Victor bring him a cup- which he did.
"Um…" Yuuri mumbled. "What is going on?"
"Ah right!" Victor exclaimed, wrapping his arm over Yuuri's shoulder and kissing his temple. It did calm Yuuri, making his vision haze in soft pink once more. "Yurio said he needed to talk to us."
"You… talk to you," Yuri said, taking a huge gulp of his coffee.
"Ok… so what's up?" Victor asked, moving over to the bed to sit on the edge, pulling Yuuri with him.
They were back to moving in sync with one another. Victor moved, Yuuri moved with him. Settling easy on his lap, resting his nose in his alpha's neck- it was what they did. Warmth and comfort washed over Yuuri as he sat there, forgetting the world around him.
"This is the shit they are talking about!" Yuri yelled, standing and waving his arms about.
"Huh?" Yuuri asked, turning his attention back to Yuri.
"Betas don't act like this!" Yuri yelled, "Alphas don't treat betas this way!"
Both of them blinked at Yuri. Of course Yuuri knew this, but they were in their own room.
"It is just us," Yuuri pointed out.
"Oh really?" Yuri asked, pulling out his phone, showing them pictures of Victor with his arm protectively around Yuuri. Another with Yuuri hugging Victor tightly, his eyes closed as if he were inhaling Victor's scent. "Explain this shit then! You need to learn how to act more beta!"
"Where did you get these?" Victor asked.
"They are on the internet, old man," Yuri stated. "These sites that talk about different celebrity couples. And guess who is their main topic of conversation? You two!"
"Us?" Yuuri asked.
"Yes, buta! Talking how Victor treats his beta like an omega! Some even speculate Victor is grooming you to be a pretend omega!" Yuri spit.
"What?" they both asked.
Slapping his forehead, Yuri sat and Yuuri continues to blink in his direction.
Where they really that obvious?
"Fucking hell," Yuri grumbled. "I've even got reporters coming after me asking about you!"
Yuuri froze. "What?"
Groaning, Yuri just shook his head. "Da, last night was waiting for grandpa to pick me up… some nosy fucker was all in your business… speculating you are not a beta."
Yuuri knew his eyes grew wide at that statement. Was someone on the outside really onto them? "You didn't…" he trailed off, he couldn't even think about it. His career was over, and so was Victor's.
"No, dammit!" Yuri growled. "I told you I'd keep your fucking secret! Even if you two are horrible at keeping it yourselves."
"Yurio… thank you," Victor said, holding his hand out to shake Yuri's hand.
"I never said your ass was forgiven," Yuri spit, slapping Victor's hand away. "But let me tell you this buta... You want to make it up to me, right?"
"Of course!" Yuuri yelped without even a thought.
"You go out there today," Yuri said, stepping into his personal space, pressing his forehead to Yuuri's in a challenging way. Victor started to growl but Yuuri held his hand up. "You leave it all on the ice. You skate the best you have ever skated." With that Yuri stepped away and pushed at Yuuri's shoulders. "You give me everything you have so I can beat you and prove who is the better omega… even if they all think your piggy ass is beta."
A gasp and Yuuri just stood there. All of this and Yuri just wanted him… to skate? "Well that was-"
"-No!" Yuri interrupted. "You fucking go out there and you skate like you never have before! Or you will regret it. I will beat you fair and square!"
Turning his back to them, Yuri left the room in the same hurricane motion he entered it in.
"Well," Victor laughed. "Looks like you have been officially challenged."
Like he wasn't nervous enough.