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True to his word, Otabek woke Yuri up only an hour later. They needed to get home, wherever that may be. Would Yuri live with him, Otabek wondered, or would he prefer to live with Otabek now? Either way, they couldn't stay here.

"Yura, wake up." Otabek gently shook his sleeping husband. Yuri didn't take long to wake up.

"Nng…Beka? What…what happened? Did I fall asleep?" Yuri asked in a bewildered puzzlement.

"Sure did." Otabek chuckled. "You reminded me of a sleeping kitten." He laughed.

Yuri's face went red, either from anger or embarrassment, and he wasn't sure which one it actually was.

Shaking his head, Yuri got up and began to gather up everything that was still scattered across the room. It was fairly easy, as there was not much left.

"Come on, Kitten. I promised Phichit that we'd be out of here once you woke up. Don't you want to go home?" Otabek asked.

Yuri nodded. "Of course I do. I'm sick of looking at this room." He huffed, grabbing his stuff and heading out the door.

"Phichit! Move your ass!" Otabek called. "Yuri and I will be waiting in the lobby!"

"OK!" came the muffled reply from the bedroom.

Otabek grabbed his stuff and left, moving with a purpose as to catch up with Yuri.

It didn't take him very long. Yuri was walking down the hallway, face glued to his phone. He still seemed a little sluggish and was walking at a slower pace than usual. Poor Yuri. He really needs to get this off his mind. Suddenly inspired, Otabek grinned, a sudden plan in mind. Creeping behind him so as not to make any noise, Beka got his arms at the ready, a tickle plot in the making.

"Don't even think about it, Beka." Yuri didn't even glance up from his phone.

"How did you…?" Otabek wondered, but then sighed. The bond. Of course.

"Shit. Does this mean I'm never going to be able to surprise you again?" Otabek groaned.

Yuri rolled his eyes. "Of course not, Beka. I'm not a mind reader. It wasn't the mark. I just know you. The bond didn't have anything to do with it, now come on." Yuri put his phone in his pocket and continued to walk.

"Are we going to wait for Phichit?" Yuri asked.

At that, Otabek shrugged. "I told him we would be."

Yuri shook his head, pulled out his phone and started to type.

"There. I told him not to wait up. I want to go home." Yuri said, unshed tears glistening in his eyes. He wouldn't let them fall.

"Come on." He said again, waving Otabek to follow him. "Let's grab a train." Yuri said. Otabek agreed, and began walking with Yuri toward the station.

"So…are we going to your house, or…?" Otabek asked. Yuri looked as if he were deep in thought.

"Well…we're married now, so…I suppose we should live together. If…if you want." Yuri sounded so small when he spoke, as if his Omega side had taken him over, causing him to submit to the Alpha.

Otabek smiled at Yuri and laid his hand on the Omega's head. "I don't mind if you don't."

Yuri smirked, the hint of a smile forming on his mouth. "Well…which place? Or do we both move to a new place?" he asked.

Otabek thought for a moment. "Well…I was thinking about moving to St. Petersburg this year. Since Yuuri and Victor are retired now, I was going to ask him to coach me, if he wanted.

That made Yuri pause, and for the first time since he woke up that day, he felt genuine happiness.

"Really? You want Victor to coach you too?" Yuri asked, eyes alight.

Otabek nodded. "He's a legend…and…and we'd get to skate together, training under the same coach. I was going to ask him about it when I saw him, but…I don't really remember what happened. Do…do you think it's a good idea?" he asked Yuri.

Yuri didn't even have to think that hard.

"Of course it is! This will be so great! We'll be rink partners, and-" Yuri stopped, the excitement dying down.

"Yeah…rink partners." Otabek said. "And mates."

Yuri and Otabek didn't have much else to say on the matter.

"Well…" Yuri spoke up. "Let's go to my place for now. We can talk more about this later." He suggested. Otabek smiled and pat Yuri's head one more time.

"Sounds good."

…

…

The walk to the train station was eerily silent. They said maybe 2 words to each other, neither one meeting the other's gaze. This was…awkward. What on earth were they going to do?

"HEY! YOU!" came a cry. Yuri looked up only to come face to face with a very angry man that he had never seen before.

"YOU FUCKING CUNT! YOU THINK YOU CAN JUST PULL THAT SHIT YOU PULLED LAST NIGHT AND I'D FORGET IT?"

"Uhhh…" Yuri was baffled. He didn't know who this guy was, or why he was so angry. The man's pheromones were all over the place, and Yuri could smell the anger wafting from the young Alpha.

"Cat got your tongue?" the man snarled, grabbing Yuri by the collar.

"HEY!" Otabek's inner Alpha went into complete protective mode. Who the fuck does this guy think he is, touching his mate like that? He had a lot of nerve.

The bigger Alpha glanced in Otabek's direction. "Oh. You again. Now what?" he growled. He still hadn't let go of Yuri.

Anger was radiating from Otabek's body like a waterfall. He was almost blind with rage, but somehow he managed to pull himself together. His body shook with anger, and his throat was giving off an almost guttural growl. It was a warning.

"You have about 3 seconds to get your filthy hands off of my mate, or I will remove them myself. And I mean from your body, not from him. 3…2…" Otabek started to count down.

The man looked at Otabek, then at Yuri. He must have decided that it wasn't worth the trouble.

"Tch." The man scoffed, tossing Yuri to the ground. "This slut's got a mate now, huh? That wasn't the case last night. Damn. He must get around, huh? Whatever." The words were like venom out of the man's mouth. "Fine. Whatever. I'm outta here. Mark my words though, you fucking cunt. Some day I'll make you pay."

With that, the rude and abrasive man stalked away as quick as he had come.

Yuri was still on the ground, one hand clutching at his chest in terror, his eyes wide with fear.

"Yura! Are you okay?" Otabek asked, running to his mate's side.

"Uh-I-…" Yuri's voice was strained, and he was having difficulty forming a rational thought. "What the ever loving f-fuck was t-that?" he stood from his spot, not understanding what the hell just happened.

"You got me. Do you know him?" Otabek asked, curious.

Yuri shook his head, baffled. "I don't remember ever seeing him before, but he obviously knew me. What the fuck did we do last night?" Yuri placed his head in his hands, completely confused.

Otabek pulled the young Omega into his arms in a protective embrace.

"Come on," he said, "Let's just go home for now."

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