"I'm coming in!"

"Ah, Hello Sota-Kun, come in."

"Thank you [Lastname]-San." The blonde- haired teen walked in, taking off his shoes to crash on the couch in the living room where you laid with your phone in front of your face, "Hey. Why're you here?"

He pouted and raised his feet to lay them across the sofa, lifting his arms to rest them on the back of his head, "I just finished work, figured I'd come over."

Nodding, you voted for the most recent chapter of another Yuri Plisetsky fanfic and closed the phone to see Sota Hayato flipping through the channels on your television, "Hmm."

"Oh yeah, so it's true that that Viktor Niki- skater guy is here in Japan? With Yuuri too?"

You smiled and lifted yourself to sit up and crossed your arms smugly, "Hell yes it is! And if God listens to my prayers, Yuri will be coming soon.. Just thinking of that makes me dizzy."

Sota 'hmm'ed' and hugged your Yuri Plisetsky dakimakura closer to his body, making you pout and hug yourself, "Also- it's Nikiforov.. Ni-ki-for-ov.. Baka."

"Oi whatever, but why aren't you with them anyway, surely Viktor and Yuuri are skating together or something, don't you wanna see that?"

Stifling a laugh, you rolled onto your stomach with your phone on to stare at your wallpaper, admiring the black and white drawing of Yuri as he held up the middle finger (A/N; hey it's my wallpaper)

"I think Yuuri appreciates being with Viktor alone and vice versa but besides they aren't doing anything like that until Yuuri loses some weight and watching him exercise makes me tired."

Stifling a yawn as if proving your point, Sota laughed and looked at you, "I didn't know Viktor swung that way?"

Rolling your eyes, you opened your phone to go on tumblr as you simultaneously scratched your head, "Who knows but I think they'd be pretty great together."

"Sota-Kun, [Name]- you want anything to drink? Eat?"

Smiling, Sota raised and switched off the television lazily as he began to walk around the table to lean over, thanking your mum, "Thanks but no thanks- I'll be leaving now."

Pouting, you turned over, "Already?"

Without your knowledge, your shirt had risen up to show a prominent V - line making Sota go pink and look away to head towards the door and feverishly place his shoes on, "Yeah, I'll see you soon- oh and I'll pray that God listens to your prayers huh?"

Half a smile made you sparkle with pink cheeks, "Waah~ Sota-Chan, you're the best~!" He gave a throaty chuckle and nodded, sliding the door open to step out into the cold, silence wafting through your home again, "Sota-Kun is such a nice boy hm.."

"Yep! But 'kaasan, have you seen this fanart! Some people are so talented!"

You mother smiled at your childish behaviour and looked down at your phone to find you scrolling through a dark blue app with a lower case 't' on it. Tapping places that she didn't understand, your cheeks turned deep red at the sight of the blond being drawn and photographed.

"He is very beautiful, isn't he?"

Already knowing your reaction, her smile widened, "He is so much more than beautiful 'kaasan.."

Nodding, she wiped her hands with a dish towel and headed back into the kitchen as you followed like a puppy, sitting on the counter while she began drying dishes, "Ah, who was that man Sota-Kun was speaking about?"

Grinning wider at your mum, she looked over at you questioningly, "Viktor Nikiforov 'kaasan- look here." Opening google, you typed in the name and selected images to show her as she waited, her eyes going wide as she admired the male.

"Wow~ He is so attractive! He's here? With Yuuri?"

Nodding furiously, your mum chuckled and wove her fingers through your hair to pull your tresses from your forehead, "He's the best figure skater in the world 'kaasan," A dazed look took over your face and your mum smiled with a nod, knowing you weren't finished, "But I know Yuri Plisetsky will also become the best too.. I mean and Yuuri as well but -"

Noticing your internal conflict, she grabbed your hand and 'hmm'ed' in understanding. She looked out the window above the kitchen sink to see the sunlight a few hours from disappearing under the horizon, a sorrowful look came across her face making you worry and you opt to ask before she began quickly placing her dishes away, not letting you know that she had been thinking about Sota and the stares he gave you without your knowledge.

Jumping from the counter, you stretched again and slumped over to scratch your hip bone lazily, your mum turned to you with a frown as her hand rested on her hip condescendingly, "Ne, [Name], you're seventeen so stop acting like your seventy!"

Pouting, your stomach grumbled though the stove was empty of any pots and the kitchen, empty of food that had been cooked," 'kaasan~!" You whined helplessly, "There's no food!" She clicked her tongue and turned away as her bangs shaped around her face and reached her chin, her short ponytail only just touching the back of her neck with an apron tied around her waist, "You're old enough to make your own food.."

Shouting incoherent nothings, you made your way to the door to place on your closed in boots as your mum watched, hiding a smirk behind her hand, "Bring me something back."

"Whatever!" Without facing her, she knew you were smiling as you stepped out and into the snow to make your way over to Yu-Topia to eat a hot bowl of Katsudon. The snow had begun piling, making you regret not bringing a beanie while breathing into your hands that cupped themselves around your mouth. A figure made you stop, taking a moment to watch the stranger before you finally recognised that blonde hair as he leaned over the rail to watch the half frozen river flow through Kyushu.

"Sota?"

He turned quickly, his eyes wide before quickly returning to normal as he smiled timidly. His eyes were a bit red though his nose and cheeks were too because of the weather. You would've asked if he was crying but you didn't want to invade his space and say something wrong, "Why're you out here? You'll catch a co-"

"I lied."

It was silent, "..Eh?"

He swallowed thickly and rubbed his face harshly, staring you in the eyes, "I lied to you."

Chuckling nervously to dispel the tense atmosphere, Sota disregarded your uncomfortable behaviour and continued with an impassive nature coming over him, "I lied to you, I-I didn't me- I mea-"

"Sota..-Kun?"

He coughed, fog erupting from his mouth as it did from your own mouth, "I don't want Yuri Plisetsky to come here."

Raising a brow, your shoulders slumped when feeling slightly upset at his words, he continued when your mouth dropped open, "I was okay with you going crazy over him on the internet but I can't do this anymore."

Your mouth had dropped agape, unintentionally but still. There was a hard look in his eyes, he was determined, he was serious. His dyed hair blew as the ice on the rails behind him melted slightly under the sunlight, "I don'-"

"It doesn't matter. I shouldn't have said anything."

He was quick to back off and placed his hands into his jacket pockets harshly. A shaky breath left his mouth when he stormed past you, flinching away when your arm reached out to stop the boy, to stop your friend. "Sota-Kun!"

He didn't stop, "Oi! Sota- stop, you can't be serious!"