JJ woke up to a loud pounding on his hotel room door. He groaned and sat up. How much did he drink last night? He realized the pounding at the door wouldn't stop until he answered it. He sat up and pulled on a shirt and some sweatpants, then stood. He opened the door and standing there, pounding was none other than Yuri Plisetsky.
"Hey Yuri-Chan, what are you doing here?" JJ asked, a groggy tone dripping from his words.
"Really? Did you have to pull that stunt at the banquet last night?" Yuri growled, stepping into JJ's room and closing the door.
"What are you talking about? I didn't even go.." JJ said, looking at Yuri.
"Yes you did! You were wasted out of your mind I guess. But you asked me to be your coach!" Yuri said, anger slitting through like a knife.
"What?! Yuri-Chan I'm very sorry. I guess you're right. How can I make it up to you?" JJ asked, looking down at the boy.
"Look, JJ, everyone got video of that. I don't know what to do. Maybe I could take you up on what you asked." Yuri said, his green eyes meeting JJ's grey ones. There was a glimmer of hope in JJ's eyes.
"Oh Yuri-Chan thank you!" JJ said happily. He hugged the smaller boy gently. "Would you be coming to Canada or would you like for me to come to Russia? It doesn't matter to me either way."
"Probably be best if you come to Russia, Yakov will still freak out." Yuri said with a shrug. "So look, just come after Worlds, alright?"
"Sure thing Yuri!~" JJ said, still smiling. "I'll be in touch between now and then though." JJ handed Yuri a slip of paper with his number on it. "If you want to do any coaching stuff over FaceTime or Skype, that'd be cool."
"Alright, I'll see you later JJ." Yuri said. He exited JJ's room and hurried back to his own. Yakov was outside the door waiting for him.
"Yurachka where have you been?! We check out in half an hour!" Yakov shouted, angry as always.
"Chill, I was talking with JJ. I already packed my shit." Yuri said in annoyance.
"Language Yuri!" Lilia said, coming up behind the teen silently. All Yuri did was scoff, and open the door to his room.
"So what are you going to do about that Leroy wanting you to coach him, Yurachka?" Yakov asked, a little calmer.
"I dunno. I mean, I'd like to try to help him. I told him to keep in touch and come see me after Worlds." Yuri said softly.
"I find it great you want to help another skater, but if you have any problems coaching him, just ask me or Lilia for help." Yakov said, his demeanor not nearly as mad or annoyed as Yuri had thought it would be.
"Really? I figured you guys would have said no, or freaked out." Yuri said in disbelief.
"We both agree that it might be nice to have someone looking up to you, learning from you. And for you to have a good friend." Yakov said, almost smiling.
"I have Beka though.." Yuri said softly.
"Yes, but this is different. You two will be around each other everyday, probably helping each other. Otabek is all the way in Kazakhstan." Lilia interruped.
"I expect you to keep up the progress you have been making if you are to do this Yura. I don't want to see you slipping because you're spending too much time helping Leroy." She said sternly.
"Yes ma'am." Yuri said carefully.
"Alright, well let's get your stuff together and head to the airport. Never hurts to be early to the airport." Yakov said, a small smile on his face.
He was really proud of Yuri for wanting to help a fellow skater.
A/N Well, here's chapter two! Part of this was written on a break from my skating practice~ Remember, EVERYTHING ON THE ICE IS LOVE!~
Lindel