Yuuri Katsuki POV

"Stupid Katsudon! Making us worry!" Yurio yelled over the phone causing me to laugh a little.

"Sorry Yurio, we'll be home soon," I replied.

"You better be!" Yurio said hanging up.

"You're still crying." Victor pointed out. I put my hand up to my face and felt the tears still running down my face.

"Heh, yeah I guess I am."

"I'm sorry Yuuri, I never meant for that to happen."

"Shh, I know Victor, you didn't mean any harm," I said and Victor grabbed my hand squeezing it tight. We walked in silence the rest of the way home our hands connected the entire time. 

By the time we got back, it was about 10:30 pm and Yurio along with Otabek were asleep on the couch snuggled together, Yurio had dried tears on his face which instantly made me feel bad for worrying him. "Yuuri will you eat? I know you're stressed so it's ok if you want to wait till morning."  Victor said, I really wasn't hungry and I didn't want to wake the couple on the couch up. 

"Let's just go to bed," I answered.

"Alright." With that, we both changed and went to bed. I've only noticed this recently but Victor and I look and act a lot like a couple. I already know that I love him, I wonder if he knows that? Does he love me back? Maybe I'm just mistaking his naturally flirty personality as feelings. I should probably just wait for him to tell me himself before I ask about anything.

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"WAKE UP NOW KATSUDON! I NEED TO YELL AT YOU FOR RUNNING OFF AND MAKING ME WORRY." Yurio yelled and just by his voice I could tell he had also just woken up. 

"You're already yelling Yurio," I replied rubbing the sleep from my eyes. 

"WELL, NOW I NEED TO YELL AT YOU SOME MORE!" I sighed. 

"Got it out of your system yet?" I asked knowing if he continued the neighbors would complain. They were used to Yurio's outbursts as long as they didn't last too long, but the other day we had a newlywed couple move in across the hall and they probably don't know this happens occasionally. 

"Tsk just come eat breakfast!" He said storming out of my room and slamming the door. Most would say Yurio is way out of control but this is just the way Yurio is. Some accept and used to it, most don't. 

I got up, stretched, and put my hoodie on before heading to the table. "Otabek leave already?"

"Yeah his mom wanted him to come home for a few hours, he said he'll be back later." I just nodded. Otabeks's mom didn't mind that he practically lived here but every once in a while she wanted him to go spend a few hours with her. "How are you feeling?"

"I'm fine just a little tired." 

"Well, maybe you wouldn't be so tired if you hadn't run halfway across the damn city," Yurio grumbled under his breath. 

"Right... anyway I'm here and I'm fine so how about we go to the dance studio and practice after breakfast?"

"How about you tell me what the hell happened yesterday," Yurio replied. 

"It was nothing." 

"Don't mess with me. You were doing perfectly fine and everything was perfect and then you just stopped and ran off."

"I just got in my own head, happens whenever I try to perform." 

"You do just fine in front of Otabek and me?" 

"Well, that's different."

"How?" 

"You're like my family, plus I'm your instructor, I wouldn't be a very good teacher or choreographer if I couldn't demonstrate." 

"I guess that makes sense, a little," Yurio said with a slight blush on his face at me calling him my family but I wasn't lying. Yurio and I are the only family each other has now. 

"Now speaking of dancing, you and Otabeks competition is tomorrow so you can either practice a few more times or take today to rest."

"What should I do?"

"Well you have everything down and I know you're ready so you could probably rest, but it's up to you," I said, suddenly I smelled burning and looked towards Victor in the kitchen.

"So now might be a good time to mention that I've never made pancakes before."

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Word Count:727

Well well well, look at that. A chapter 3rd week in a row.