Today we're 'cooking' with Holly. In this Yuri is 18 and JJ is 22
Piroshki is Yuri's favourite food, JJ knows this. Particularly katsudon piroshki (although Yuri will never admit that to anyone). JJ has tried making them for him on numerous occasions but he just can't seem to get it right. He's determined that he will though. His grandmère always said that the way to someone's heart is through their stomach and he really needs to get to Yuri's heart right now.
It's a heated argument during a competition, tensions are running high and things get said that aren't meant. Yuri leaves before JJ has the chance to apologise and won't answer his calls or texts. JJ knows he needs to do something to make things right but if Yuri won't talk to him then there isn't much he can do.
Until he gets an idea that is born of pure insanity and books a flight to Moscow as soon as he gets some down time.
He's jittery the entire flight, the taxi from the airport and the walk up to Nikolai's front door. He knocks, filled with trepidation. If Yuri's there he might send JJ back to Canada with a snarl and a slap.
After what seems like an eternity the door opens to reveal Nikolai. He surveys JJ with the scrutiny only a grandfather can possess.
"Yura's not here," he says gruffly.
"That's okay, I'm here to see you," JJ says, suddenly breathless with excitement. "Can you please teach me how to make piroshki?"
A smile spreads over Nikolai's face and he steps aside. "Come on in my boy."
When Yuri arrives at his grandfather's that evening after practise the house smells like food and home. All the building tension from thinking about his argument with JJ is gone in an instant.
"Hey Grandpa are any of those for me?" he asks.
In response JJ steps out into the hallway, covered in four, and holding a plate of steaming piroshki.
Yuri glares at him. "Fuck are you doing here?"
"Peace offering," JJ says, presenting the plate to him.
Yuri glares at him for a moment longer before he snatches one angrily off the plate and takes a bite. As soon as it hits his tongue it's like heaven and he turns to stare, wide-eyed, at JJ.
"How did you...?" He can't seem to find the right words to describe the rush of emotions.
"I had help," JJ admits as Nikolai leans out into the hallway and gives Yuri a thumbs up.
"He's a good one Yurotchka," he says before disappearing back into the kitchen to leave them to their apologies.
Yuri gives JJ a small smile, brushing his hair behind his ear shyly. "I'm sorry," he says.
"Me too."