Holly today with 'arrested'. In this Yuri is 32 and JJ is 35. (Fun fact the Quebec Bulldogs are an actual ice hockey team)
It's the obnoxious ringing of his phone that first alerts Yuri to the fact that he fell asleep on the sofa, the cat curled up on his chest purring softly. He blearily looks at the time and clocks the fact that it's JJ calling. He presses the answer button.
"Honey, I love you but do you have any idea what fucking time it is?" he asks, rubbing the sleep from his eyes.
"I know, I'm sorry," JJ says and he does sound genuinely apologetic. "I kind of need you to come pick me up though."
"Where are you?"
"The police station."
"What?!"
Twenty minutes later Yuri pulls up outside the police station. He's had time to sit and stew and he's absolutely fuming as he storms up to the desk.
"I'm here to collect my shit-bag husband," he tells the girl behind the desk. "Plisetsky-Leroy."
The girls picks up her phone and dials a number. "Hello?" she says. "Yeah Plisetsky-Leroy... His husband's here... No he doesn't look happy." Yuri listens to the one sided conversation before the girl puts the phone down and gives him an apologetic smile. "He'll be out in a minute."
True to her word, JJ appears a few minutes later looking rumpled and sporting a sizeable bruise on his chin. Without a word, Yuri grabs JJ's collar and drags him out to the car. He's still seething as he starts the engine and begins to drive.
"Yuri..." JJ begins after the silence has stretched for too long.
"What the fuck happened?" Yuri asks. "I thought you were going out for a quiet drink to watch the game."
"I did," JJ says, "but then this guy starts insulting the Bulldogs. Aluin got pissed 'cause he was a bit drunk and we both ended up in a bar fight."
"Are you fucking serious?!"
"I was in the wrong place at the wrong time," JJ says, "and I didn't throw any punches. I was trying to stop Aluin getting into trouble, one guy was trying to bottle him."
"What happened to Aluin?"
"He got a black-eye and a split lip," JJ says. "His girl came to pick him up a little while ago."
"And you didn't start it or get involved at all?" Yuri asks, already feeling his anger slipping away.
"I swear," JJ says. "You know I'd never do anything like that, I wanted to be home earlier so I could spend time with you."
Yuri keeps his eyes on the road but his resolve is already cracking. He sighs.
"I'm just glad the worst thing you got was a bruise," he says.
"Oh and these," JJ says flashing him a playful smirk as he pulls a pair of police issue handcuffs out of his pocket.
Yuri flushes up to his ears and glares at the road. "You're sleeping on the sofa."