A/n: hshdjxj im trying to update as soon as possible, also thank you so much for the lovely comments! They mean the world to me honestly, thank you so much. I should be revising for a science test but who cares Im suffering I have so much to do huuuuuuuuhhh.
I'm sorry this is kinda short, Viktor will be in the next chapter I promise!

Anyway thanks for reading, enjoy!
Sorry it's so short!
This is mostly unedited btw I'm Sorry for the mistakes.

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Yuuri sat down quietly in the booth by the window of the café. His hands were warmed by the cup of coffee he was holding tightly in his hands. He took a quick sip before setting it down gently. He tapped his fingers on the wooden table, anxiously waiting for Phichit to turn up. Yuuri's mind automatically jumped to the worst case scenarios. What if he'd forgotten? What if he just didn't want to meet up with him? Had he had enough of Yuuri's antics over the past few weeks?

Yuuri had drank half of his coffee before his best friend turned up. He quickly sat down and threw his coat off. Yuuri smiled at him. He was going to miss him so much.

"Sorry, I was in the middle of eating my food." Phichit quickly apologised.

"Oh don't worry, you don't need to apologise. I'm sorry if I pressured you or dragged you I-"

"Yuuri, calm down. Everything's fine, it's nice we can meet up one last time. You don't need to apologise, honestly." Phichit interrupted Yuuri's little ramble to try and calm him down.

Yuuri ran his hand through his raven hair. He had a lot on his mind. Amongst the worry of returning to Hasetsu and seeing his family for the first time for half a decade was the worry of leaving Detroit. He'd been living here for all of his adulthood so far, he wasn't sure if he could deal with another massive change in location for the second time so early in his life. Amongst all this, the little voice in the back of his head had been bugging him for a few days now. He was terrified that he'd let his family down, or that they were disappointed in him. The whole reason that he'd moved to Detroit was to pursue his skating career, but all the time he'd been there, he hadn't achieved anything.

"Yuuri. There's something bothering you again. You're fidgeting with your fingers." Phichit snapped him out of his trance.

"I- I'm fine. Honestly." Yuuri replied.

The thing about Phichit was that he knew Yuuri so well. He could tell when Yuuri was nervous, sad, anxious, tired and over thinking, all by the little habits he'd picked up on. For example, Yuuri would constantly fidget with his fingers if he was anxious or had something on his mind, if he was sad he'd rub his eyes a lot and give very short answers in conversation and If he was tired he'd constantly rub the back of his neck. Those were only a few things that he'd picked up on over the years.

"Are you gonna get anything to eat?" Yuuri tried to change the subject, and Phichit gave him a glare, knowing what he was trying to do.

"Meh, I might get some carrot cake and a latte. You?" He replied. "You've got to eat something."

"I'm fine thank you, I don't fancy anything anyway." Yuuri politely declined the offer but with the look at his best friend was giving him, he knew he was going to have to eat something.

"Why don't we share a slice of carrot cake Yuuri?" Phichit suggested.

"I gain weight too easily though."

"That doesn't mean you can't eat, silly. Plus, think of it as one of your goodbye gifts from me." Phichit winked at him as he left the booth to go and get something.

Yuuri smiled to himself. He was so glad that he had Phichit. He could never express how grateful he was for their friendship. Yuuri took another sip of his now lukewarm coffee and then checked his phone. A certain notification from a certain someone made his heart leap.

@V-Nikiforov: Any ideas for themes for next season?

There was a photo of him attached which made him feel warm and fuzzy inside. It was just a simple photo of him skating, just landing a jump. To Yuuri, everything about it looked perfect. Everything about Viktor was perfect to him. From the colour of his hair and eyes to the emotion he put into his skating routines, Yuuri thought he was flawless. Of course, Yuuri knew all to well that Viktor probably had insecurities like everyone had, he just wanted to learn how he dealt with them.

"Yuuri. Here you go." Phichit once again snapped him out of his trance but this time by placing their cake in front of him. Phichit peered over to see what Yuuri was looking at as he did so and let out a small chuckle.

"Drooling over Viktor again I see?" His best friend laughed.

"Hell yeah. Have you seen him lately? He looks so goddamn hot." Yuuri replied quite boldly.

"Jesus. That's a side of you I haven't seen for a while. It's nice to see you positive Yuuri." Phichit smiled. Yuuri just hummed in response and continued to scroll through his Instagram feed.

Phichit giggled and quickly snapped a photo of him. He sneakily uploaded it and then set his phone down. He waited a few moments before Yuuri finally got the notification. It was quite amusing for Phichit to watch his best friend turn into a tomato over the course of a few seconds.

@Phichit+chu: guess who's drooling over Viktor again?

"Phichit!" Yuuri laughed, drawing the attention of some customers. "Take it down oh my god!"

"Serves you right." He joked. "Nah I'm only joking. I'll delete it now if it makes you uncomfortable."

"Thank you." Yuuri breathed. Despite all the joking, Yuuri was terrified in the back of his mind. What if Izo saw the photo? What will he do to me?

Yuuri's phone began to ring, making both his and Phichit jump out of their skin.

Izo Suoh❤️

"Oh shit." Yuuri muttered. He looked at Phichit with an concerned expression. "Wait a minute."

He answered it.

"H-hello?" Yuuri spoke immediately.

"Where the hell are you?! You told me you were going for a walk!" Izo shouted down the line.

"Uh- I-I was, I just bumped into Phichit on the way. This is the last time I'm going to see him." Yuuri stuttered.

"I don't care. You know I clearly warned you not to talk to any men or women. You deserve what's coming for you. I want you back here in 5 minutes sharp." Izo said harshly before hanging up.

Yuuri dropped his phone onto the floor and cupped his face in his hands.

"Yuuri I'm so sorry this is my fault." Phichit immediately launched himself at Yuuri, pulling him into a warm hug.

"It's not don't worry." Yuuri said before picking up his phone. "Well, I guess this is it."

Silence.

Phichit pulled Yuuri into another hug and began crying slightly.

"Oh my god Yuuri I'm going to miss you so much. Thank you for everything over the past five years. You're the greatest friend I've ever had. Promise me we'll still keep in touch." Phichit cried.

"I should be the one thanking you. I promise I'll try and call you or text you everyday." Yuuri sighed. "I better get going then."

"Yuuri. If anything happens, call me, okay?" Phichit told him best friend.

"I will, don't worry." Yuuri half smiled. "I'll see you whenever then."

Yuuri waved at his best friend before walking away. He turned and waved at him one last time before breaking into a run down the street. It took him no more than four minutes to reach his apartment. I waited outside for a moment to catch him breath. He gulped.

With shaky hands, he pulled down the handle of the door and pushed it open. He could see his boyfriend standing in front of him clearly, arms crossed and fire in his eyes. Yuuri closed the door quietly and proceeded to pull his coat off and hang it up before turning to face Izo.

"Where have you been?" Izo asked sternly.

"I-I've told you, I ran into Phichit so we went to have a coffee together. I won't see him again." Yuuri spoke shakily.

Yuuri didn't even have time to think before he was slammed into the Wooden door behind him.

"What did I tell you about going out with other people?" He yelled through gritted teeth. Yuuri stayed silent.

"Give me your phone. And from now on I'm coming with you to everywhere. Do you understand me?" His voice boomed through the apartment.

"But I needed stay in touch with Phichit or-"

Smack.

A fist hitting Yuuri's jaw was the last thing he remembered before the collapsed on the floor.

"What part of it don't you understand?" He yelled before picking Up Yuuri from the collar of his shirt. "Have I made myself clear enough?"

Yuuri nodded.

"Good." Izo said before letting go of Yuuri and Walking off. Yuuri dropped to the floor again and began to cry. He covered his face in his hands to try and stop tears from falling everywhere.

He picked himself up and made his way to the bathroom. He immediately looked in the mirror, his hideous image staring back at him. His hair was all over the place, his eyes were bloodshot and there were tear marks down both of his very red cheeks and his lips were chapped. On the bottom right did of his jaw was a huge red mark. Yuuri ran his fingers over it quickly and flinched. There would definitely be a red mark there in the morning.

Yuuri slid down the wall of the bathroom and sat there with his face in his hands. Did he deserve all of this? Was he really as worthless and stupid as Izo made him out to be? Yuuri wasn't sure of the answer, but he spent the whole night on the bathroom floor trying to figure it out.

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Started writing: 7th of November
Finished writing: 9th of November
Published: 9th of November
Words: 1740