A/N: please review to give me a heads up on what im doing right/wrong and if you like the story! It will help me so much and it will guarantee the updates coming sooner! Also my head-canon is when they force Yurio to do thigns he just SWEARS af.
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"Have another sip of water." Viktor chirped and tried to hand a bottle of water to Yurio.
Yurio was wiping sweat off of his forehead.
He retorted, glaring at his coach: "Fuck off piss suckers! You say nothing when this porkie here say no to powerbar earlier...that you made me eat...you bitches."
He backed away from the water bottle in question.
"Is that really…you know. Ok. Well...hm. You do have more energy Yurio, even in your profanities. I try to help you and make you be your best since...I am your coach...for a small amount of time again." Viktor sighed, "But really..."
"Come on Yurio. Be nice. Viktor was trying to help...seriously." I muttered, not caring if he heard or not.
I put a hand on my hip, taking my last sip of water from ol' faithful. I threw my water bottle by the bleachers, stretching my quads lightly getting prepped for the next sprint.
The small blonde narrowed his eyes at me, the energy coming from him being downright hostile.
Viktor leaned against the bleachers holding a timer. It was a sunny day but somewhat cool for a summer day. Viktor was in a neutral mood, not taking any bribes today but not making Yurio and I do more. This practice was for speed and to boost our confidence for tempo work.
"Come on. A bit faster split if you can Yuri P. Wait. I mean Yurio. Yuuri, my love….you're good. One more for Yuuri and five for Yurio."
I glanced over, Yurio grumbling, he was wiping his hands on his shorts.
"Fuck." He clenched his teeth, "This is why I don't eat right before training. Frickin' hot."
His hands were clenched in retaliation and that is when I noticed something out of the ordinary...fresh...scratches? No. They were cuts, thin. I gulped and looked away.
My gaze meandered back to his arms, and when I looked to his eyes, he shot me a death glare.
I cleared my throat, coughing a small cough. Though I just drank most of my water bottle about a minute ago, my throat felt dry. I wanted to speak to him to tell him anything, something.
Even sorry.
"Don't." He warned.
Yurio said it like he knew I was going to say something to his face about this.
Well. Alright then.
"Ready guys?" Viktor cut in.
I put my thoughts away and at that moment we were both ready.
Both of us lined up at the line.
"Yuuri give it your all since it's your last. Ready….set. Go!"
We ran.
We both sprinted.
Not from our problems but running was merely a distraction away from what was really wrong.
It was an investment and a downfall.
