A few days had passed since Yuuri learned about Victor and Yuri's deal. Yuuri eventually decided that Victor could continue to get Yuri Alcohol. However, if there was ever any reason to believe Yuri was misusing alcohol, he was to cut off Yuri immediately. I wish I could say things went back to normal after that. Still, with Yuuri in the know, Yuri is now openly drinking throughout the day, while I guess it's better than him hiding it. I'd be lying to say I wasn't worried at all. No, he's your best friend (Crush?), you should trust him. Yuri's not stupid, right? I trust him. I trust him! I do trust him, right?
"Morning Otabek," Yuuri said to me halting my thoughts where they were
"Oh, Morning."
"Hey, you seemed distracted; anything wrong?"
"No, of course not."
"If you say so. Hey, is Yuri up yet?"
"This early? That's funny. No, he's asleep. I considered waking him, but he was so cute. I had to let him sleep."
"Ah, I see," Yuuri said with a smile, "So I see You still like him."
"Heh. Well, of course, how could I not, He's everything to me."
"Does it not bother you? He's pretty secure on the idea he's straight. Doesn't that hurt?"
"I mean, maybe a little... But, I'm just happy being his friend and being able to spend every day here with him."
"heh is that so."
"Well, of course."
Slam. I heard the door close; finally, he's gone. It's been a few days since I made the post, it bound to have gotten answers by now, right? God, it's embarrassing that I even made this post, Woah that's a lot of answers. I thought as I began to read the most upvoted one.
u/thepersonabovemeisgay: You're pretty vague about what it is your spacing out about. But if when you "Space out" your thinking of your friend, then news flash you're very much gay. And Yes, it is gay to find your Bestfriend Cute.
Damn, that's not what I wanted to hear, maybe the next one will have a better answer.
u/accept_the_Truth: wow Your friend is a Legend to still hang around you after you rejected them. I wouldn't be able to look My crush in the eye if they rejected me. But to answer the question. Yes, it is gay to find your best friend cute. There isn't an argument to prove otherwise. You should make your move before he moves on.
Damn it no. I'm not gay. I refuse to believe it. I continued reading, but every post said the same. Damn it... I thought as I got up and began walking down the stairs. I can't be gay. I just can't... Why am I making such a big deal of this? Is it really that big a deal if I am? I mean, I'm not gay, but still, Why do I think about it like it's the end of the world? The people of Russia wouldn't like it if I was. But, since when do I care what other people think.
"If you say so. Hey, is Yuri up yet?" I Hear Yuuri ask, and I stop at the top of the stairs
"Heh. Well, of course, how could I not, He's everything to me."
Aw Beka... He really is sweet, I think to myself as my cheeks flush.
"Does it not bother you? He's pretty secure on the idea he's straight. Doesn't that hurt?"
"I mean, maybe a little... But, I'm just happy being his friend and being able to spend every day here with him." Beka replies, and as he does, I feel a tear roll down my cheek. And that was the moment I knew. I, Yuri Plisetsky, was in love with my Bestfriend and I'd do anything to make him happy. But... How do I admit to it now? After I made such a big deal on how straight I was, I can't just be like, Haha Sike. I really am Gay now, can I?
"Meow..." Potya wines, Right I need to feed her still
"Yuri? You awake?" I hear Yuuri ask
"Yea, I am," I say as I pick up my noisy cat
"Ah, How long have you been up."
"For a while, if I'm honest," I reply walking downstairs
"You're up before noon? It's a miracle." Beka Jokes
"Oh shut it, you, you say that like you didn't spend your first half-hour awake watching me Sleep."
"Wait! were you awake for that!" Beka exclaims beet red
"Yes, I was waiting for you to leave. It was boring."
"Wait does that mean You heard-"
"Like I'd bother eavesdropping on you and Yuuri's conversation. You were probably talking about how gay you both are," I replied, placing Potya down and filling his bowls. I could feel their eyes as I talked. It was like they were burning holes in my back, do they know? Have they known this whole time? I mean Beka is under the impression that i'm straight but still flirts maybe he already knew I was lying, To him and myself.
"Eh, I guess You aren't wrong about that," Beka replied. I turned around to see him staring into a cup of coffee; his hair was still down and partially covered his face. He was also still wearing what he slept in, a black tank top, and grey sweats. I could look at this man for hours. Man, and I said it was evident that he'd liked me, somehow I'm more obvious. Just then, His gaze met mine.
"That's the second time I've caught you staring this week, Yura." He snickered, "Sure, there isn't something you wanted to admit to?"
"In your dreams." I huffed tearing my eyes away from his
"Eh, again, you aren't wrong. After all, you are the one of my dreams."
"We get it! You like me! let's move on now!" I yell as my full faces burns
"My little tiger has claws today." He laughs, "Ok, ok, I'm done."
"Good!" I reply, collapsing to the couch next to him with a shot, "Asshole."
"At least for today, and hey, I can't be that bad.
"Hey Yuri, isn't it kinda early to-"
"Relax, I'm only having one," I reply quickly and look at the glass, to my sexuality, I guess.
"Hey, Yura."
"Yea?"
"We have been just sitting here at your house for a few days now, any chance you want to go to our restaurant or something." He asked
This is perfect, I could treat this as a "date" to see if I really do like him like it seems I do.
"Sure, why not. if nothing else we can say hi to Adrian and Anna," I reply
"Oh Right, they do both work there."
I looked at Yuri as he downed his shot. It didn't hurt as much to watch it go down as it usually did. But we haven't gone anywhere in a while, and I want to ask him before 1 shot turns to 2.
"Hey, Yura."
"Yea?"
"We have been just sitting here at your house for a few days now, any chance you want to go to our restaurant or something."
"Sure, why not. if nothing else we can say hi To Adrian and Anna,"
"Oh Right, they do both works there," I reply. We haven't talked to either of them since Anna asked Yuri on a date. He never did tell me about that date. Man.. maybe this wasn't a good idea.
"Welp, you stay down here I'll change first," Yuri said, getting up and setting his glass down overturned. When he was gone, Yuuri turned to me.
"Did you just ask him on a date?" He asked shocked
"What? No, Yuri has been very transparent on his stance on dating me. I'd never over-step his boundaries like that. We used to go to this restaurant a lot. I just.. I did want us to spend another day doing nothing."
"Is this the same restaurant we ran into you guys at when those guys were harassing us?"
"Yea, Pinccolino."
"Victor and I went there cause it was rated a top date place when in Moscow when we were looking for places to go."
"wait, really?"
"Yep."
"W-well that doesn't change the fact we've always gone there and-"
"Ok, the room is yours now, Beka!" I hear Yuri call form the top of the stairs. Finally, an escape from this conversation.
"Ok!" I replied, getting up and walking to the stairs. When I got to the foot of the stairs, My eyes widened at the sight of Yuri. It wasn't too complicated an outfit but was wearing his MCR shirt, and a pair of black leopard print skinny jeans with all of his hair pulled into a braided bun on top of his head. I've been here almost a month, but I still can't handle how his gorgeous face looks fully exposed.
"Heh, Beka, you might what to retrieve your jaw. It appears to have dropped." He snickered, walking past me. I shake my head bringing myself back to reality and turn to him
"Haha, Very funny. You don't look that cute" I retorted, An Obvious lie, Yuri was ALWAYS, that cute.
"hey! Grrr... Just go put real clothes on." Yuri replied, very clearly offended.
I walked up the stairs. Not sure what he expects, but I was just going to change to black sweats and get my jacket. Then again, Yuri cares about fashion a lot more than I do. a few seconds later I walk back downstairs
"Yura, did you find your helmet."
"Yes, I have yours too." He said to me
"Oh, thanks. Hey, will the helmet fit over your hair?"
"Yea, it'll just be a little uncomfortable, but it won't take that long to get there. it's not like it's made of metal and will hold its shape."
"Yea, you're right. I'll start up my bike, come outside in a few."
"Yea, you're right. I'll start up my bike, come outside in a few." Beka says as he walks outside
"So Yuuri. I have a question."
"Oh, you're using my name? This will be good. What is it?"
"Oh Shut up Pig, your not that special... Anyway, let's say that for weeks you have been insisting something is one way... Only to realize... I-it might have actually been the other way this whole time... what do you do."
As I spoke, Yuuri gave me a knowing smile "You clear the miscommunication, they won't blame you for being confused... Teens years are typically confusing."
"What's that have to do with anything! And what if you've been avid about it. I mean, this could change the way everyone sees you. Can you really just suddenly change your mind?"
"You aren't changing your mind, you're finally understanding how you really feel."
"Even if that's was true-"
"Yuri. Let's stop with the Pronoun game. I know what you're trying to say. You do Like Otabek."
"What you can't just assume things! How dare you!" I yell red-faced
"The first way to start to clear the misunderstanding is to stop lashing out and denying it every time someone points it out. You need to change your Denial to Acceptance. How about this, I won't 'assume' but I'll ask. Yuri Plisetsky, do you like your best friend, Otabek Altin?"
"I- I-" I started then the door opened, and My full face went red, and I clamped my mouth and nodded
"Hey, the bike is ready, we going or not?" Beka asked
