Hi all Holly here! It's time for the next instalment of the Pliroy university AU ^_^ Pandora asked for Yuri meeting JJ's parents and I hope you all enjoy what I came up with as much as her. (Also please enjoy my Blackadder reference XD)
"So what do you wanna do now that all your essays are done with?" Yuri asks as he wraps his arms around JJ's middle from behind, standing on tip-toe so he can lean his head on JJ's broad shoulder.
"I don't know," JJ replies as he finishes sprinkling grated cheese on top of beans on toast. "All three of them with same deadline was brutal, I thought I was gonna die!"
"So dramatic," Yuri says with a roll of his eyes. Jumping up a little higher he grazes his teeth over JJ's earlobe. "How about we spend the entire day in bed to bring you back to life then?" he offers, grinning.
JJ laughs. "So lazy," he says as he turns and hands Yuri his plate.
"I hadn't finished," Yuri says as they sit down at the small kitchen table. "You didn't let me get to the part about us not having clothes on and it being an all day sex-a-thon."
"Now that sounds more like it," JJ says with a grin of his own.
"I'm a fountain of good ideas," Yuri states as he begins to eat.
"As amazing as that sounds I won't be able to do you all day," JJ tells him.
"Well obviously, refractory periods and all that."
"No I mean because my parents are coming to see me tomorrow."
"Oh..." Yuri pauses briefly before carrying on eating. "Well have fun with that."
"They want to meet you too," JJ says.
That stops Yuri in his tracks, fork halfway to his open mouth. "I don't think that's such a good idea," he says finally.
JJ frowns. "Why not?"
"I'm not the kind of guy people take home to meet their parents," Yuri says, his ears heating up. Before JJ the kind of guys he dated weren't good guys and were never interested in having him meet their friends, let alone their parents. JJ's different though, he seems as if he's in this for the long haul so it wouldn't be beyond the realms of possibility that he would end up wanting Yuri to meet his parents. Yuri just didn't expect it to be this soon (even though they've been together for longer than he's been with anyone else).
"I think you are," JJ says and he says it so casually that Yuri's heart pounds in his chest.
"Okay then," he agrees without thinking. "Let's do it."
JJ's entire face lights up. "Really?" he asks.
"Yeah, why not?" Yuri offers with a shrug.
"Great," JJ beams. "I'll let them know. Are you sure you're good for it tomorrow? I know it's short notice but with all the essays it kinda slipped my mind."
"Especially with the dying," Yuri teases. "It's fine though, it's not like I had anything planned for tomorrow anyway and if they want to meet me then that's cool."
A huge smile spreads over JJ's face and he leans across the table to kiss Yuri. "You're the best, you know that?"
"Yeah, yeah," Yuri waves him off with a blush.
"I've told them so much about you, they're going to love you," JJ says.
"As long as I live up to the hype," Yuri says, forcing himself to smile and hoping that the funny squiggly feeling squirming around in his stomach goes away soon.
But it doesn't. Yuri lies awake, staring up at the dark ceiling long after JJ has fallen asleep, worry knotting his stomach to the point that he thinks he might vomit. Too many questions whirl around in his mind, making sleep impossible. What if he makes a fool of himself? What if JJ's parents hate him? What if that makes JJ realise that Yuri's not worth the bother and breaks up with him? What if...?
Sitting bolt upright Yuri tries to calm himself down. He can't lie here feeling worse and worse, for one thing he doesn't want to be meeting parents with huge dark circles under his eyes, so as quietly as possible, so as not to wake JJ, he slips out of bed. It's a warm night so he doesn't feel the need for extra clothes as he silently closes the door to JJ's bedroom and heads downstairs. The clock on the oven reads five to two in the morning and Yuri feels as if he's been awake since he and JJ retired a few hours earlier. Having left his phone upstairs Yuri has nothing to do but pace the living room, hoping that will get rid of some of the nervous energy bubbling up inside him. He needs to think of something that will either calm him down or get him out of this – anything will do at this point.
Before he can come to any kind of conclusion the front door bangs open then bangs closed again followed by the sound of drunken giggling. Oh great, just what I need... As his heart slowly returns to its normal rhythm, having been startled by the loud noise, Yuri stays in the darkness of the living room, hoping that she'll just go up to bed and leave him alone. Much like the rest of his night, however, that doesn't happen. Isabella stumbles into the living room singing a song about goblins to herself. She's clearly three sheets to the wind, that much is obvious when she turns on a lamp and nearly knocks it off the table in the process.
"Oh dear," she giggles straightening the lamp and herself.
Yuri thinks about quickly running upstairs but that doesn't seem to be an option as she looks up at that second and a huge smile spreads over her face.
"Yuuuuuuuuuurrriiiiiiiiiiii!" she sings, dancing over to him and throwing her arms around his neck.
"Get off me," he grumbles, trying to shove her off but she's surprisingly strong.
"No is kissy time," she announces, her voice deafening and right next to his ear, before she plants a very wet kiss on his cheek.
"Will you keep it down?" he hisses, still trying to get away from her tight embrace. "JJ's asleep!"
Why aren't you asleep with him?" she asks, looking at him with huge eyes.
Yuri frowns. "What?"
"If JJ's asleep why aren't you upstairs being his cute little spoon? Or maybe you're the big spoon?"
A blush springs to life on Yuri's cheeks. There's no way he can tell her why he's up in the middle of the night. If she were sober then she'd never let him hear the end of it and as she's drunk it will be even worse. "I got up to get a drink."
"This isn't the kitchen."
"I fucking know that!" Yuri snaps.
Isabella giggles. "Then why are you lurking around in the dark like a perv?"
"I'm not lurking!"
"Something is bothering youuuuuuuu," Isabella sing, pressing Yuri's head between her breasts and stroking his hair with a very heavy hand.
"Yeah you," Yuri growls, desperately trying to free himself. "Now get off, I can't breathe through your giant tits!"
Isabella releases him from his boob prison and takes his face in her hands, squishing his cheeks around. "Tell Mama Bella what's wrong."
"Isn't that an Italian in town?"
"Mama Bella will make it all better," Isabella says, smothering him and aggressively petting him once more.
"Fucking fine," Yuri grumbles, finally wriggling out of her grasp. "JJ told me his parents are coming over tomorrow... well today now I guess and I'm so nervous about it."
Isabella's face lights up. "Nathalie and Alain are coming for a visit! That's great!"
"No it's not," Yuri says. "They want to meet me."
"What's wrong with that?" Isabella asks, flopping down onto the chair behind her as Yuri begins to pace the room again.
"Because what if they hate me?" Yuri asks his annoyance at her drunken antics being replaced by his earlier panic.
Isabella waves him off. "Don't be silly, they won't hate you."
"How do you know?"
"Cause they're Canadian," she laughs.
Yuri rolls his eyes. Why on earth did he expect her to give him a sensible answer when she's this hammered? "What does that have to do with anything?"
"Because everyone in nice in Canada," Isabella tells him. "I'm nice in Canada."
"And what are you here?" Yuri asks. This is why he hates dealing with drunk people, they're completely bonkers and Isabella in particular is mad enough when she's sober.
She mulls this over for a moment before grinning at him. "I'm hungry, let's go get pizza!"
"What?"
"I want pizza! Let's go get some."
"I'm not going to get pizza with you," Yuri says firmly. He doesn't have the patience to deal with this shit right now, not when he has the very real problem of an impending parental visit looming over him.
"Why not?" Isabella pouts.
Yuri sighs, pinching the bridge of his nose. "Well first of all we're not friends."
Isabella gasps, horrified. "That's not a very nice thing to say! We're best friends!"
"I don't know your surname and you probably can't even pronounce mine," Yuri groans, exasperated.
"Yeah I can, it's Leroy," Isabella says, beaming at him.
"What!?" Yuri splutters, blushing up to the roots of his hair.
"It will be eventually," she sings, wiggling her eyebrows.
Yuri sighs. This is what I get for trying to get sense out of a drunk person. "Getting back to the matter at hand..."
"The pizza matter?"
"Yeah that."
Isabella jumps to her feet and grabs Yuri's hand. "Best friends get pizza together!"
Yuri pulls his hand away. "It's two in the morning and I'm not exactly dressed to go out right now."
"But pizza doesn't care how you're dressed," Isabella points out.
"No but the guys serving the pizza probably will," Yuri argues. "Like a no shirt, no shoes, no service kinda thing."
Isabella stops and thinks for a moment and a part of Yuri hopes that she's so drunk she'll forget about the whole thing but then she dives down behind the sofa. She emerges almost instantly holding up a crumpled red hoodie like a fish she's just caught, a beaming smile on her face. "Put this on then we can go," she orders.
Eyeing the hoodie with disdain Yuri makes no move to take it from her. "That better not be Chris'," he grumbles.
"No," Isabella cackles. "It doesn't have anywhere near enough rhinestones on it and anyway it has a giant maple leaf on it. See?" She holds it up so that he can see it properly.
"Is that JJ's?" Yuri asks and Isabella nods. "How come I've never seen it before?"
"It's our hoodie comrade," Isabella says with a cheeky grin.
Yuri rolls his eyes. "Of course it is."
"Now put it on!" Isabella orders and manhandles Yuri into the hoodie.
"Get off me you hag!" Yuri hisses as he struggles against the confines of the hoodie and Isabella's surprisingly strong grip.
"We're getting pizza, we're getting pizza!" she chants.
"I'm not getting pizza with you, you're unhinged!" Finally managing to struggle out of the hoodie Yuri is ready to run upstairs and leave her to it but as soon as his head is through the hole cool night air hits his face and the world is bathed in streetlight. "How the hell did you get me outside?"
Isabella ignores him and instead gasps happily. "Otabek's still here!" she cries.
"What do you mean still?" Yuri asks, looking past her to see Otabek sitting on the edge of the garden wall, smoking a cigarette.
"Yura... what are you doing here?" Otabek asks, confused.
"My boyfriend lives here," Yuri replies as if Otabek should have remembered that.
Otabek nods. "Oh yeah... forgot she lives with JJ."
"What are you doing here?" Yuri asks and it's now that Isabella decides to throw her two cents in again.
"We were gonna have sex!" she announces and Otabek's eyes widen.
"No we weren't!"
"Oh dude, she is wasted!" Yuri wrinkles his nose in disgust.
"We weren't going to have sex!" Otabek cries, dismayed.
"You said we were," Isabella pouts.
"No I didn't," Otabek groans. "I said I would walk you home and that's it."
"Then why were you waiting outside?" Isabella asks as if him stopping to have a smoke is indicative of his promise to take her to bed.
"I was waiting for you to go upstairs and go to bed!" Otabek cries. "Why didn't you?"
"We're going to get pizza, come with us and it's threesome pizza!"
"That's not a thing," Yuri grumbles.
"Yes it is," Isabella says and smacks him on the ass. "Now come on, it's pizza time!"
Yuri lets out a long suffering sigh and rolls his eyes. "Okay fine."
"Otabek?"
Otabek grimaces. "I probably shouldn't," he says. "It's late."
"Otabek!" Isabella whines.
"For fuck's sale just say yes so I can go back to bed," Yuri gripes.
"Okay fine," Otabek says and gets to his feet, resigned.
Isabella whoops with delight and throws her arms around the both of them, pulling their faces close to her breasts so she has a boy shoved against each boob. "Yay, we're gonna get threesome pizza!"
"How did we let ourselves get roped into this?" Otabek asks as Isabella continues to sing 'threesome pizza' as she drags them away from the house.
"You tell me," Yuri mutters darkly.
By the time they get to the pizza place Yuri is trying not to murder both Isabella and Otabek (mostly because Otabek has done nothing to deter Isabella from this genuinely daft plan). He wants nothing more to be back in bed, snuggled up to JJ instead of standing in this fluorescent hell hole in his sleep shorts a hoodie that doesn't even smell like his boyfriend anymore.
"So that's a large three sausage pizza," Leo, the lad behind the counter, says. Yuri vaguely recognises him from one of JJ's classes but hasn't really spoken to him all that much, he seems nice though.
"Yeah threesome pizza!"
"Please tell her that's not a thing," Yuri grumbles.
Leo shrugs. "I mean it can be. You came in a three so we could cut you some kind of discount."
Isabella sticks her tongue out at Yuri. "See it's a thing!"
"That will be £16.50 if I apply a discount," Leo tells them.
Yuri and Otabek exchange a look.
"Don't look at me, she dragged me out in my pyjamas," Yuri says.
"And I spent all my money on cocktails," Isabella giggles.
With a resigned sigh Otabek pulls his wallet out of his pocket. "Guess I'm getting this one then?"
"It's the least you can do after you broke your promise," Isabella pouts, smacking him on the ass.
"What did he promise you?" Leo asks, trying to keep from sniggering.
"He promised to have sex with me," Isabella says matter-of-factly, "and we have had no sex so far."
"I never promised you that!" Otabek cries.
Leo wrinkles his nose, clearly judging him. "Dude she's wasted and you seem remarkably sober."
Glaring Otabek shoves a twenty pound note at him. "Just keep the change."
"He's going to kill you," Yuri tells Isabella.
"Will you sing at my funeral?"
"No."
JJ wakes to find that it's still dark out and the bed beside him is empty. Thinking that Yuri must be in the bathroom he rolls over to look at his phone. It's nearly half past three in the morning and the longer JJ lies there the more he realises that he can hear voices downstairs. It's mostly drunken giggling. Bella's home then. She probably ran into Yuri downstairs and attached herself to him. Not wanting to lie on his own for the rest of the night JJ gets out of bed, pulls on his university hoodie and heads down to join the party. Arriving downstairs he finds Isabella in the living room, sitting between Yuri and Otabek, the largest pizza JJ has ever seen covering the coffee table.
"Where was my invite?" he asks, grinning as he sits down next to Yuri.
"I didn't want to wake you," Yuri says before giving him a kiss on the cheek.
"How long have you been up?"
"A while," he says. "Someone just had to have pizza." He shoots a pointed look at Isabella who grins at him, no hint of remorse on her face at all.
"Now that JJ's here it's foursome pizza!" Isabella cries happily.
JJ frowns. "Foursome pizza?"
Yuri rolls his eyes. "Don't ask."
"Okay," JJ laughs before nodding at Otabek. "Hey man, what are you doing here?"
Before Otabek can even open his mouth to reply Isabella jumps in. "We were going to have sex," she announces.
"Stop telling people that, I never said that!" Otabek snaps but rather than reprimanding her it only makes Isabella giggle more.
"Dude she is wasted," JJ says.
Otabek looks at him, forlorn. "Christ not you too!" he groans.
JJ laughs. "I'm just messing with you, I know what she's like when she's drunk."
"Oh..."
Taking a slice of pizza JJ leans back against the sofa cushions. "So how did we end up having an early morning pizza party?"
"Yuri was freaking out about meeting your parents and I wanted pizza," Isabella says, picking up a lump of melted cheese stuck to the lid of the box and eating it.
Yuri glares at her. "Judas!"
"What?" Isabella asks. He was going to find out anyway."
"Whatever," Yuri mutters darkly. Even though she's right he doesn't want to admit it for the pure and simple fact that she's the one who said it.
"You're worried about meeting my parents?" JJ asks looking at Yuri.
"Kind of," Yuri sighs.
"I told him there's no need to be," Isabella says. "They're not scary."
"They're really not," JJ agrees.
"No," Otabek echoes.
"When did you meet them?" Yuri asks.
Otabek shrugs. "In passing when we were moving into halls."
"Seriously you don't need to be nervous," JJ assures him.
"I guess I just don't see myself as the kind of guy people introduce to their parents," Yuri says shrugging. "That's Otabek."
"I can't tell if I'm being insulted or not," Otabek says, frowning.
"I want my parents to meet you because I love you and I'm in this for the long haul," JJ tells him.
A grin spreads across Yuri's face and his heart skips slightly. Of course he'd prefer if this was a private conversation but he can live with Otabek and Isabella being there when JJ is being all cute like this. "Okay," he mumbles.
"You guys are adorable, stop making me feel single!" Isabella whines.
"Suck it up Bella," JJ says, not taking his eyes off Yuri.
Isabella sticks her tongue out at him even though he's still grinning like a lovestruck idiot at Yuri. After finishing off her slice of pizza she stares off into the distance for a long moment. "I think I'm starting to sober up..." she announces before turning to Otabek.
"I'm still not going to have sex with you," he tells her.
"Why not?" she demands. "Is it because Chris isn't here as well 'cause you seemed really into it when we had that threesome."
"And on that note, I'm going back to bed," JJ laughs getting to his feet.
"Me too," Yuri agrees. "I'm not hanging around to hear about Chris' sexual prowess."
"Night night!" Isabella calls after them as they head back up the stairs to JJ's room.
About halfway up, when they're out of earshot of the living room, Yuri grabs JJ's wrist. Turning back JJ looks at him, raising a questioning eyebrow.
"You okay?"
"Sorry for freaking out," Yuri mumbles, his cheeks heating up.
"You're fine," JJ laughs softly and pulls Yuri in for a hug. "I did kinda spring it on you."
"Yeah but I don't want you to think that I don't want to meet your parents because I do," Yuri assures him.
JJ kisses the top of his head. "I promise that they're going to love you," he tells him, "and if they don't I don't care because I love you and that isn't going to change."
A soppy grin spread over Yuri's face. "Really?" he asks.
"Really," JJ tells him.
"Okay cool," Yuri says. He takes JJ's hand, linking their fingers together as they continue upstairs.
"Is that my hoodie?" JJ asks, frowning at it. "I've been looking for that for ages."
"Our hoodie comrade," Yuri replies, emphasising his Russian accent more than usual.
"Of course."
After a night as eventful as their previous one Yuri would have thought he would feel worse than he does but thanks to JJ making him breakfast and coffee he's right as rain. He's still nervous but knowing that JJ is still going to love him no matter what happens makes him feel so much better about the whole thing. As it turns out he didn't need to worry in the slightest. The second the door opens Nathalie, a woman with a sharp fringe and glasses, wraps Yuri up in a tight hug and kisses him on both cheeks.
"I'm so happy to finally meet you mon chaton, you are as beautiful as JJ said you were," she tells him.
"Hi Mrs Leroy," Yuri says, hoping that he's not blushing too much. "It's very nice to meet you."
"Oh call me Nathalie darling," she says. "We're practically family."
Yuri laughs a little awkwardly. "Okay."
JJ's dad, a well built man with greying hair and eyes exactly like JJ's, takes his hand and shakes it vigorously. "Good to meet you Yuri," he says. "I hear you're a fair skater just like JJ."
"Yeah, I go down to the rink at least once a week," Yuri says.
"JJ was insistent that he was going to be a hockey player when he was a kid," Alain says. "He used to do his own special training for it."
"We don't need to talk about that," JJ says hastily. "Yuri doesn't want to hear about that."
"No, I do," Yuri says, giving JJ a cheeky grin.
"It was hilarious," Nathalie says. "He used to go out into the snow, completely naked except for Alain's wellington boots which were way too big for him, and practised hitting pucks into a goal we had at the bottom of the garden. We had to force him to come inside and warm up."
"Did he now?" Yuri grins, trying not to openly laugh.
"Thanks mum," JJ sighs.
"Thankfully you grew out of that by the time you started school," Alain says, clapping his son on the back.
JJ sighs again. "Thanks dad."
Luckily for JJ that's the moment Isabella stumbles out from the living room. "I'm never doing shots again," she groans. "My head's banging like a motherfucker!"
"Good afternoon Bella," Nathalie says, an amused smile gracing her lips.
When Isabella turns to see the four of them standing in the doorway it's as if a switch has been flipped. A beaming smile spreads over her face and she no longer looks as if she's on the verge of death. "Nathalie, Alain, it's so good to see you," she says before switching to rapid fire French as she begins gossiping with Nathalie.
Yuri is impressed and terrified in equal measure. "This woman is a beast," he mutters so that only JJ can hear.
He chuckles softly. "That's Bella for you."
"So Yuri," Alain begins as the girls continue talking, "where's your favourite place to eat around here?"
"There's this Japanese place in town that's really good," Yuri replies. "They do this awesome dish of deep fried pork on rice."
"That sounds delicious," Alain says. "Let's go eat there."
"And I can tell you more stories about when JJ was a baby," Nathalie adds.
"I would love to hear them," Yuri says, grinning at JJ.
"Ooh I have some too," Isabella pipes up.
"Or we could talk about literally anything else," JJ says.
Isabella giggles. "Nah it's 'Tease JJ Day'."
"How is that different from any other day with you?" he asks, pretending to be annoyed but tossing Yuri a wink that tells him he's doing fine.
Yuri smiles back at him as Nathalie links her arm with his. His heart swells, he never expected to be accepted so quickly but with how JJ is it's no surprise that his parents are so excited to meet the person that their son has apparently been talking about for a long time. Catching JJ's eye again the two of them smile at each other and Yuri knows that he has absolutely nothing to worry about.
"That was fun," Yuri says as he and JJ wave goodbye to Nathalie and Alain, hours later.
"It was, yeah," JJ agrees.
"Also I'm never letting you live down the naked hockey training thing," Yuri laughs, taking out his keys.
"I wish you would," JJ sighs.
"But it's so funny and so cute," Yuri says, turning around to grin at him as he steps backwards into his house. The two of them were dropped off at his place so that Isabella could sleep off her hangover and Georgi is out at a speed dating event so they have the place to themselves and Yuri knows exactly how he wants the rest of the day to go.
The second that the door closes behind him JJ grabs Yuri's wrists and shoves him against the wall, holding him in place even though Yuri has no intention of struggling. "I think I should make it so that you've got something else to think about," he says, his voice dipping low. His tone goes straight to Yuri's cock and he groans softly as JJ raises his knee slightly so that he can grind it against Yuri.
"And how do you plan to do that?" he asks, knowing exactly how JJ plans to do that.
JJ leans forward, grazing his teeth over Yuri's earlobe. "I'm going to make sure that the only thing you're thinking about is my cock," he says.
"So how is that different from about eighty percent of my time?" Yuri asks, his tone and grin cheeky.
A laugh huffs through JJ's nose and he pulls Yuri off the wall, their bodies flush against each other. "Fuck, I love you!"
"I love you too," Yuri says. He grabs the front of JJ's jacket and pulls him in for a tongue heavy kiss.
Neither of them wastes any time as they kiss, both of them tugging each other's clothes off. Making their way up the stairs to Yuri's bedroom, their lips barely leaving each other. As the last of their clothes come off the door to Yuri's room slams closed behind them both, Yuri only stopping roaming his hands all over JJ's chest so that he can lock it.
"What did you do that for?" JJ asks, grabbing Yuri's hips and pulling him over to the bed.
"When Georgi strikes out at this speed dating event he'll come back here," Yuri replies, his fingers finding their way into JJ's hair. "He's got this annoying habit of barging in to talk about his feelings or some shit and I'd rather not do that while you're balls deep in me."
"Good point," JJ says with a grin as he falls down on to Yuri's mattress, pulling Yuri on top of him. "But I think this time I want those pretty lips of yours wrapped around my cock."
Smirking Yuri pushes him down so that he's lying flat against the mattress, climbing on top of him so that his thighs are caging JJ's head as he lets his own hover just mere inches about JJ's hard cock. "I've got a better idea."
"You sure have a lot of energy for someone who was up half the night," JJ says, running his hands up Yuri's toned thighs.
Angling himself so that JJ can see him seductively licking his lips Yuri flashes him an equally seductive grin. "Are you complaining?"
"Absolutely not," JJ replies before he wraps his lips around Yuri's cock.
Gasping at the sensation Yuri does the same, drawing his tongue up the underside of JJ's cock then sucking on the head. His thighs begin to tremble as JJ takes him right to the back of his throat. Balancing as best he can on one hand Yuri strokes what he can't fit in his mouth. This isn't the best angle and he prefers it when JJ uses his hair as leverage to fuck his face but feeling that wonderful tongue that makes him scream so many times flicking over the slit is so fucking good he can't think.
"Fuck, kitten," JJ groans, taking a moment to breathe, "you're so fucking good at this, I'm gonna come."
Yuri responds by moaning around him in invitation. He loves feeling JJ come in his mouth and he's also incredibly close. "Come with me," he gasps, releasing JJ's cock for the briefest second before taking that glorious dick to the back of his throat and swallowing again.
It hardly takes any more time before JJ squeezes his ass, hard, as he comes into Yuri's mouth, moaning around him as he does. The sensation shoots right up Yuri's spine and pushes him over the edge, making him come too. He swallows everything JJ gives him quickly and pulls back to gasp for air. Looking over his shoulder at JJ he grins at the sight of the blissed out expression on his face.
"Hey sexy," he says.
"Hey yourself," JJ says, his fingers gently running along Yuri's calf. "You're so beautiful, you know."
A blush fans over Yuri's face as he climbs off and snuggles up to JJ's side. "You're such a charmer," he mumbles.
JJ laughs and presses a kiss to his temple. "'Cause you deserve it."
"I love you," Yuri tells him.
"I love you too," JJ says hugging Yuri tighter. With a finger under his chin JJ tilts Yuri's face up so that he can press a long, slow kiss to his lips.
Yuri sighs happily as they part. "I could stay like this for the rest of the day."
"Well we don't have to do anything or go anywhere so we can if you want to," JJ says.
"Perfect," Yuri says, kissing him again.
A sudden knock at the door makes the two of them jump violently.
"Yura," a gruff voice says and Yuri's eyes widen, what little colour there is draining from his face.
"Oh crap!"
"What?" JJ asks.
Another knock at the door. "Yura are you in there?"
"Yeah, one second!" Yuri calls and scrambles out of bed, trying to find clothes.
JJ frowns, sitting up. "What's going on?"
"It's my grandpa!" Yuri hisses as he pulls on a pair of baggy shorts.
"Oh shit!"
"Yeah."
The door handle jiggles causing the both Yuri and JJ to freeze. "Yura why is the door locked?"
"One second grandpa!" Yuri calls.
"I thought you said he was coming this weekend," JJ says as Yuri finishes dressing.
"I thought he was!"
"Fucking great, I get to meet your grandpa like this!" JJ groans gesturing to himself, still completely naked.
"He doesn't know you're here, you could climb out the window?" Yuri offers.
"Great," JJ says with a sarcastic smile. "So I can either meet your grandfather stark bollock naked or climb out the window stark bollock naked!"
"Why do you have to be naked in both these scenarios?" Yuri asks despairingly.
"Yurachka why are there clothes all over the floor?" Nikolai asks from outside the door. "I raised you better than this."
"That's why."
"Oh fuck!" Yuri groans.
"And none of your clothes are going to fit me either," JJ says.
"Yura is there someone in there with you?" Nikolai asks and Yuri freezes like a deer caught in the headlights.
"He does know about me right?" JJ asks and the slightly forlorn expression on his face makes Yuri's heart and stomach ache.
Grabbing JJ's face he kisses him fiercely. "He knows about you," he assures him. "He just doesn't know we're having sex."
"Well he's gonna find out now babe."
"The window idea still stands," Yuri offers.
"Yurachka open the door now," Nikolai snaps. "This is getting ridiculous."
Jumping at his grandpa's tone Yuri runs to open the door and JJ just about has time to jump to his feet and grab a pillow to cover his junk. The door opens to reveal a gruff looking Russian man with grey hair spilling out from under a flat cap who looks down at Yuri, folding his arms over his chest.
"What time do you call this?" Nikolai asks.
"Sorry grandpa," Yuri says flushing. "I didn't think you were coming today."
"Clearly," Nikolai says looking past Yuri and at JJ standing by the bed.
"Good afternoon sir," he says, smiling in what he hopes is a friendly way.
"Grandpa this is JJ, my boyfriend," Yuri says awkwardly.
"I should hope so," Nikolai says but JJ catches the upwards quirk in the side of his mouth; clearly he's trying not to laugh.
"I would shake your hand but it's probably not a good idea right now," JJ says gesturing to the pillow.
"Probably not," Nikolai agrees.
"I'll go and put some clothes on," JJ says. Holding the pillow for dear life he sidles past Nikolai and Yuri and out into the hallway to retrieve his clothes. As he goes Yuri notices that he has clearly forgotten to move the pillow as his ass is completely exposed. Thankfully there are no bite or scratch marks on it.
"Well he seems nice," Nikolai says once JJ has disappeared.
Yuri smiles. "He is."
"And he makes you happy?" Nikolai asks and Yuri nods.
"Really happy."
"That's good then," Nikolai says with a smile. "Even if he does have a backside tattoo."
Groaning, Yuri pinches the bridge of his nose. "That's not the right word in English, it's just a back tattoo."
"That's what I said."
"Do you want to come downstairs and meet him properly?" Yuri asks, practically begging for a subject change. "He's probably dressed by now."
"Yes that would be nice," Nikolai says with a smile.
"Great," Yuri says and leads him away from his bedroom.
As they head downstairs Nikolai looks at Yuri's chest. "So what does the slogan on your t-shirt mean? What is a 'power bottom'?"
Cursing himself for not burning Viktor's last gag gift on sight and for not looking properly at what he was picking up Yuri flounders. "They're a band," he lies and Nikolai snorts.
"Of course they are."