I'm not really sure if this falls under pair skating or rivalry haha ^^' Well, I guess both fit and I don't particularly have to choose.

A short summary: Yuri is jealous of Victor and Yuuri doing lifts and wants to do the same with Otabek. Anyway, I hope you appreciate how accidentally good I am at making these flirt because holy shit, Otabek and Yuri are so cute :3

Yuri glared at the happy couple on the ice, practicing their lifting skills. "Get a room!" He shouted.

"You're just jealous!" Came the response from Victor.

"Hell I am," Yuri huffed.

Otabek chuckled next to him. "You want to try it too, don't you?"

"Maybe," Yuri mumbled, barely loud enough for Otabek to hear.

"I have an idea." Otabek moved himself between Yuri and the happy couple.

Yuri groaned, because he could still hear their laughing. "Tell me, before I kick their asses to next week."

"How about," Otabek leaned in conspiratorially, "we practice in secret and then make it look like we do it perfectly on our first try?"

Yuri got a devious smile on his face. "I like the way you're thinking."

"Thankfully I'm still good for something," Otabek sighed dramatically.

"Don't beat yourself up over it." Yuri patted him on his shoulder. "Come on, I'll tell Yakov we're going to work on your flexibility."

"Of course you have to use that excuse."

"Well, yeah. I can't come up with anything else at the moment," Yuri shrugged.

"Can I safely assume I'll be lifting you?" They stood in a big abandoned backroom.

"Since I'm not strong enough to lift you, I guess." Yuri took a sudden interest in Otabek's biceps. "How strong are you anyway?"

"Strong enough to lift you, that's for sure." Otabek assured him.

"Lift me then."

Within seconds, Yuri felt like he was flying. "Wow," he said before looking down. "How's the weather down there?"

"The sun is shining right above my head and if my sun must now, my arms are getting tired."

Instead of asking to be put down, Yuri wrapped his legs around Otabek's waist. "Better?" His smile was triumphant, because he was still looking down on Otabek, who, too, was smiling.

"You're blinding me even more now, you know."

Yuri's smile widened. "Oh am I? How about now?" He leaned in closer to Otabek's face.

"It's getting too much, I can't help but close my eyes," Otabek said in an almost dead voice with just a hint of humor. He did as he said and closed his eyes.

"Are you sure the sun won't burn your face?"

"I trust the sun completely." Otabek stated, which was followed up by Yuri finally kissing him.

"I think I'm about to drop you for real now." Otabek said after several minutes of making out.

Yuri, who was panting heavily, shifted his legs a bit. "You can let go, I can hold myself up."

Otabek used his now free hands to go through Yuri's hair. "Do you want to go back to practice or?"

Yuri thought about it. "Nah, I'd rather get a different kind of practice," he grinned.

Otabek pulled him in again. Lifting practice could wait.

Victor and Yuuri had definitely gotten better at their lifting, even Yuri had to admit that. They had their whole choreography for a pair skate worked out and were going over the last details by showing each other some moves.

"Hey, Beka," Yuri said a little too loudly, so he knew Victor and Yuuri heard, "how about we try some of those lifts too?"

"Great idea. Want to do it now?" According to Yuri, Otabek sounded slightly too artificial, but it made the happy couple look up.

Yuri made a show of noticing their attention. "I bet we can do it better than you two."

Victor smiled calmly, annoying Yuri in the process. "By all means, the ice is yours."

"Okay." Yuri put his blade protectors on a bench. "First, we're allowed some practice."

Victor and Yuuri were simply watching as Otabek and Yuuri twirled around each other. After a few turns, both agreed they were ready with a nod.

"Are you ready to see something awesome, Victor?"

"Davai!" Victor shouted in return. Yuuri joined in. "Davai!"

Otabek took Yuri's hand and together skated round the rink, making speed. Then, apparently all of a sudden, Otabek grabbed Yuri and lifted him above his head graciously. The held that position for five seconds, Yuri keeping himself completely still, before lowering Yuri's head to near the ice and then changing the pose to finally holding Yuri bridal style.

Otabek stopped.

Victor was clapping and Yuuri was just gaping at them, not believing what he saw.

"That was beautiful," Victor commented.

Yuri wasn't paying attention to him. "You were perfect." He said to Otabek.

"I could say the same of you." Otabek kissed the temple closest to him.

"Get a room!"

"Deal with it!" Yuri shouted in return. "Do you think we tricked them?"

Otabek was looking at him with love in his eyes. "Seeing you excited like this, I don't care anymore."

So how cute were they really? Am I just biased because I wrote them that way? I sure hope not xD Please agree with me that these two are perfect examples of pure cuteness and I hope you'll stay with me for the last day too~