Above everything else, you had to cheer for Yuuri- he is your best friend after all. You had always been there for him and vice versa and the thought of siding against him made you upset. The thought of Yuuri being sad if you didn't side with him also made you really upset. Yurio was an amazing skater; a literal angel in fact but Yuuri was also the best male skater in Japan. 

It was tough, though in the end you had gone with cheering for both of them as they both had great potential. Yurio was still cautious around you, he seemed really tense with you around- it was a little comical. Yuuri was still visibly shaken by the fact that both Viktor Nikiforov and Yuri Plisetsky were with him, he had hidden his posters of the living legend though.

Viktor had explained to the two skaters that Agape and Eros were two different songs under one song; On Love. Agape was unconditional and innocent love, the beat was serene and delievered tranquil vibrations through the speakers whereas Eros was erotic and it was a mature love between lovers. Both Yuuri and Yurio took the music in and spoke about their opinions on them- Yurio immediately demanding to skate to Eros.

Viktor switched their preffered music so that Yuuri; Yuuri Katsuki was doing Eros and Yurio was assigned Agape. It made you excited to see what Yuuri would produce and then he had told you about the deal about what will happen when someone wins.

If Yuuri won, Viktor would stay with him- well he actually said he wanted Viktor to eat Kastudon with him.. And Yuri demanded that Viktor go back to Russia with him to choreograph his senior debut as promised years ago. It goes without saying, you were bummed out. 

"[Name] I'm going to Minako's studio, do... You want to go with me?"

Yuuri poked his head through the door into his room to see you sitting at his desk scrolling though tumblr on his laptop. He saw your slumped posture and how you hand was barely holding your head up as it was leaned against it for support. You turned slowly with half-lidded eyes, "Wha-.. what time is it?"

He looked at you with slightly wide eyes, his glasses slowly riding down the bridge of his nose when he looked down to his phone, "Uh it's 9:54- you don't have to come."

You nodded and closed your eyes slowly, unaware that you were falling forward about to slam your nose against the keyboard before Yuuri had noticed you weren't going to stop yourself. A hand stopped you and then you jumped when hearing Yuuri's voice so close and so loud to you, "V-Viktor!"

A few minutes later, slight panting was at your feet as soft fur skimmed against your legs. Yuuri sighed and you were about to fall from the chair from lack of sleep, "Help me put him in my bed please!"

Viktor jumped forward with that curious look still in his eyes. Yuuri was already grabbing you from behind as he adjusted his hands under your armpits and Viktor held your torso. You groaned as sleep overtook you and from the moment your head hit the pillow, you were gone.

"Urgh.." 

Turning over in the bed, your phone vibrated non-stop but instead of answering when you already knew who it was, you clicked open the phone to tap on the messages, 

' 'Kaasan, sorry I didn't tell you, I fell asleep at Yuuri's- I'll be home soon.'

Without reading the immediate reply, you rubbed the tiredness from your eyes and sat up with a stretch just in time for Yuuri to walk in, "I bet you were waiting for me to undress!"

Yuuri yelped and covered his eyes in instinct though you were still clothed, you laughed making Yuuri move his hands slowly and breath out when he neared the bed to sit next to you, this time he had a serious look on his face.

"[Name], is there anything wrong?"

Rolling your eyes- which were paired with a couple of dark bags under them, you sighed and licked your lips when raising the blanket from your legs to get up and leave for the bathroom, "I feel like that question should have a limit as to how many times you can ask it."

Yuuri stood with you, almost as if in defence and squared his shoulders with that stern look. Despite not wanting to say anything, Yuuri was close to making you snap, "I'm serious [Name], I want you to tell me when something isn't okay with you. You're my friend."

"Maybe you should listen to him [Name]- oh, and good morning!"

Dragging your eyes to the doorway where a cheerful Viktor clothed in the onsen's bathrobes was standing, you sighed and shuffled on your feet, opting to stick to avoiding the problem or at least prolong talking about it for as long as possible, "I've got to take a piss, you should go practice for Hasetsu on Ice, Yuuri- find your Eros.. With Viktor."

Yuuri watched you with scrutinising eyes but choked when you finished your sentence with a wink, "Oh, I meant on Viktor- my mistake."

After exiting the bathroom where you had a dire need to wash your face and rinse your mouth, you checked the hallways carefully and felt relieved to find the home void of any skaters. Hiroko walked by with a smile, holding a bunch of white towels that had been neatly folded, as she spotted you, her smile brightened, "[Name]! Good morning- Yuuri, Viktor and Yurio just left for the ice rink if you were won-"

"Ah- no don't worry Hiroko-san, Good morning but I've got to go because my mum is getting worried about me."

She stopped and looked at your slightly dishevelled state, "Oh okay, no breakfast? I can make you something."

Half a smile grew on your face though you continued heading for the front door, "No thank you, I'll see you later- have a nice day Hiroko-san!"

Toshiya opened a small window within the wall separating the kitchen from the main room, gaining Hiroko's attention, "Did he seem different to you? Maybe.. Sad?"

Yuuri's father nodded slowly.

The time; as you had checked on your phone after once again scrolling past many notifications from twitter, read 8:23am and it was freezing. The air leaving your mouth was foggy and your cheeks along with your nose was so cold, they were as red as a tomato. After a good twenty minute walk that gave you mild hypothermia, your house was finally visible. 

The neighbourhood was quiet as were the neighbours; those that were awake and not sane, either greeted you or nodded with a smile to which you returned. The whole time your arms had been folded in front of you, with your phone tightly in your grasp already on wattpad so you could jump in your bed and start a new Yuri Plisetsky fanfiction today.

The door rattled open, which was odd as it should've been locked. Furrowing your brows you were ready to scold your mum about locking doors when she was alone. Opening your mouth to speak before another person beside your beloved mother made you stop, your stomach churning with disgust as the mere sight of his ratty, old shoes at the entrance had already confirmed your thoughts.

"Long time no see [Name]-kun."