Evening everyone. Holly here with 'wedding'. This is set when Yuri is 17 and JJ is 21.
Viktor and Yuuri's is the first wedding Yuri has ever been to and he's bored out of his mind. Sure it was nice to see them actually tying the knot but the reception is dull. Otabek is DJing because Viktor's too cheap to pay someone (Otabek offered because they're all friends but Viktor is cheap), Mila is dancing quite sensually with Sara, Chris seems to be grinding on Yuuri's Thai friend and the happy couple are all over each other so Yuri is on his own.
He looks around for someone to talk to who won't bore him even more and his eyes fall on JJ standing on his own in the corner. His heart flips involuntarily – oh fuck, he still looks good in a suit... They haven't seen each other since Yuri kissed him and ran away and Yuri doesn't quite know what to do. They've been texting each other, dancing around the subject, but it's not the same as actually talking things through.
Well there's a time and a place for everything...
Yuri downs the last of the champagne he's holding for Dutch Courage and purposefully strides over to JJ, grabbing a full bottle of vodka from a table as he passes.
"So they invited you, did they?" he teases as he reaches JJ's corner.
A smirk creeps over JJ's lips as their eyes meet. "Surprised you're not in a bridesmaid's dress Princess." Yuri responds by sticking his tongue out at him and JJ chuckles. "You enjoying yourself?"
Yuri shrugs. "I've had worse evenings." He casts a glance at JJ and feels his heart flip again. He knows he should bring up that kiss, now that they're face to face they should talk about it but he can't bring himself to. "So where's your ball and chain then?" he asks finally, opting for ignoring his feelings and making jokes.
"Isabella? We broke up," JJ says. Oh...
"She realise she was too good for you?" Yuri teases and JJ chuckles.
"Nah, we decided that we'd had a good run and would be better off as friends."
"I'm sorry," Yuri says after a pause, unsure what else to say to the guy he's been thinking about on and off for the last few months.
"Don't be," JJ says. "It was a mutual thing so we both spent as much time crying as each other."
"I guess but still..."
Yuri doesn't know what else to say. He doesn't know how to segue into talking about that kiss now that one of the biggest things holding him back is no longer relevant. He doesn't have enough experience with things like this. The back of JJ's hand brushes against his as he takes a step closer. No one can see them, no one is looking and Yuri can only think of one way to dispel the growing tension.
He swallows his nerves, flashes a cheeky grin and holds up the bottle of vodka. "Wanna get drunk and make out?"
JJ looks from Yuri to the bottle and back again. "That's not enough to get me drunk," he says and Yuri's hopes sink, "but..."
"But?" But is good.
"But the making out part sounds like fun."
"Awesome," Yuri says, his grin widening as he takes hold of JJ's tie and pulls him down, closing the distance between their lips.