Got a request from an anon on tumblr for Yuri P suffering from some allergies, so here, have some sappiness. It's been forever since I've written for this fandom, so hopefully this turned out okay! Set post-canon. Enjoy!
"I'b going to kill her," Yuri growls menacingly; well, as menacingly as one can growl with a stuffed up nose and while having to duck into their elbow every few seconds. "This sugcks," he complains, eloquent as ever.
"Here, take these and blow your nose," Otabek tells him, plucking a box of tissues from a nearby table. They're ubiquitous at every kiss and cry. "And try not to get too mad at her. I doubt she knew that you were allergic to those flowers when she handed them to you. Plus, she's like what, twelve? She probably spent all her allowance money on them. It's just bad luck that she happened to choose that particular type of flowers."
"Ugh, fibe, I won't yell at her," Yuri says reluctantly, only sounding marginally less congested than before. "Bud I still feel like crap." He sniffles wetly for emphasis.
"Well, I've got a solution for you there," Otabek replies soothingly, looping an arm around Yuri's shoulders and drawing him close. "Why don't we head back to the hotel, get you cleaned up, and get some antihistamines in you?"
"A shower does sound good," Yuri admits, leaning into the embrace. "But that stuff knocks me out." He's sounding a bit less stuffed up now that they're away from the flowers, but his eyes are still red and puffy, and his voice sounds hoarse and raspy.
"Which is perfect, since you need to rest up after that brilliant short program today. You're going to need all your energy for the free program tomorrow," Otabek points out.
"I guess you have a point," Yuri agrees reluctantly, wiping his nose on the sleeve of his jacket. He blushes when Otabek hands him another wad of tissues. "I was pretty awesome today, huh."
"You were incredible, Yura. As always," Otabek replies, his tone almost reverent. Yuri briefly thinks that he's lucky to have a boyfriend who admires him so much even when he's dying from an allergy attack. "Now, come on, lets head back to your room already. We can give your grandpa a call when you're feeling bit better. And," he continues, "I'll let you cuddle Mr. Kazakh."
Mr. Kazakh is Otabek's beloved teddy bear that he always brings with him to his competitions. Yuri always likes to cuddle with it when he's not feeling great. "Sweet-talker," he replies, allowing Otabek to lead him back to the hotel.
As long as he has Otabek, he knows he'll be okay. Even when his fangirls try to kill him with evil flowers.
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