Growing up

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Learning enough English to deal with day to day life hadn't been all too difficult for the five year old, his parents had to learn it for their business anyway, and by the time they moved to the US the whole family had fairly strong but understandable accents. It meant they got funny looks on public transport, people whispered about them in the street but had no problem staying at their small but homely hotel. He saw it every day, the looks his parents and sister received, the ones he received even as a kid. How could he get to know people when they judged him so harshly.

That was what made it so difficult...going into school with kids who had spoken clear English their entire lives, who could get on with their lives without a care in the world. Little Yuuri Katsuki was trembling as he clung to his mother's leg when she was dropping him off at school. He watched the other kids moving past him with pure terror in his eyes on that cold September morning.

"Come on Yuu-chan, you'll do great ok? You're so smart, and such a nice boy. You'll have no problem making friends." Hiroko patted her son's head, hoping to at least get him into the building.

"Mama...I don't wanna..." He whispered.

"I know, but it'll be good for you."

With one gentle shove, Yuuri was clinging to his bag and going through those doors. He blinked back tears, and his mother to the room he'd been told to go to. Then another gentle shove to finally get him into the room. He almost begged her to stay, but before he could she was already gone.

The teacher was busy with some louder kids, so Yuuri crept to the back of the room, and sat down with no fuss, and not a word.

As college life began to settle, Yuuri appeared to as well. A conversation with his tutor had his struggles revealed, and with a tiny adjustment he didn't feel quite as stupid as he had on day one.

He was going back to Therapy twice a week since his relapse, just to make sure he was doing OK and could handle the fact that this happened to everyone like him. He wasn't inferior for giving in.

As time passed, he began to be cheerier again too. So he was settling, even if he wasn't better.

It took forever, but he finally felt himself settling in as well. Georgi was taking his performance classes along with his prerequisites and finally starting to get comfortable despite the new bed and a room he didn’t have by himself. As Georgi picks up a coffee and a tea for himself and Yuuri, he throws in a little treat of dropping the extra fifty cents for the cute sticker on each cup.

[hey, still on for studying in the library?] he asks as he types one handed on his careful walk.

Yuuri sent him a selfie as he blew a kiss at the camera. Another thing, that confidence was growing again!

[Already here~]

So he’s in a flirtatious mood today. Georgi smirks at that and tucks his phone again into his pocket before he walks into the library. It’s not often they get to just sit down for tea or coffee, it usually comes with some form of exam prep. Georgi wanders, glancing around until he sees a familiar figure at a nearby table. “Yuuri!” He hushes, hoping to keep the area peaceful.

"Hey." Yuuri smiled up at him, shifting his mountain of books to one side so his friend could join him. "How was your morning?"

“Ugh…” he rolls his eyes. “So boring. My history teacher always sounds so monotone, it should be illegal to be that dull and teach a 7am class… how about you?” He passes the tea over.

"Mmm good. I had practical this morning which was hard to get my energy up for. Although...I did receive this from one of my classmates."

He raised an eyebrow and held up a slip of paper. It had a phone number and the words 'call me' on it.

Georgi raises a brow. “Oh. Damn. Okay.” Well… it’s not like he and Yuuri were an item. They were just two horny college students who went feral once in a while after homework. Though it does feel a bit sour still. “You gonna call him?”

Yuuri felt his smirk grow at Georgi's words, and he could barely suppress the warmth in his chest at the look on his friend's face.

"She took it very gracefully when I turned her down." He laughed. "We're gonna get together and study some time."

Oh. Well. Okay. Nothing to worry about. “Oh! Got it, I’m glad she took it well. What a fun little boost to have though.” He sips at his coffee.

Never mind that, the boost from Georgi's barely concealed jealousy had him buzzing. Not that it really meant anything, not in the way he used to dream, but still...it was nice.

"Yeah, she's nice. Chris thought she was super pretty so I threatened to tell Viktor."

“Ohhhh, Viktor is so possessive.” He rolls his eyes. “Chris has to be the most social butterfly and Viktor pouts any time it’s not directed at him.”

"It's really funny to watch actually. After all the back and forth they had in school it finally happened." Yuuri laughed.

"I think Viktor's definitely not insecure, but I think he does recognize how pretty Chris is, nearly everyone is stunned when they meet him." Georgi nods. "If those two could make babies, the world would be in danger."

"Oh my god right? Imagine. Chris' hair and Viktor's eyes? We'd be doomed." Yuuri laughed softly. "If they adopted though, that'd be the most spoiled kid in the world."

"The two of them would make the brattiest kids." Georgi snorts as he flips the page of his book, looking down. "Between the two of them and how catty they are?"

"Oh god, we'd be doomed." Yuuri grinned, turning a page in his own book and making notes. "Phichit thinks he's starting to wear down Seung-Gil's frosty exterior."

"I noticed Seung Gil doesn't wait for an invitation." Georgi nods. "A good sign, he seems like the type who would make it well known if he didn't like you. But the fact that he follows Phichit is a good sign, even if he is seemingly stale most days."

"It's kinda funny watching him sometimes. He follows him round like a lost little duck." Yuuri chuckled. "They've definitely got heavy black cat/Golden retriever energy."

That's for sure. Seung Gil had friends, it's not like he was sticking around because of loneliness, but Phichit didn't always have classes with him, and yet they still walked together. "It's the little things.... I wonder if he's put any moves on the guy yet."

"Not that he's told me. He's actually taking this pretty slow." Yuuri hummed, swinging his legs under the table. "Seung-Gill feels very skittish, he doesn't want to freak him out and make their living arrangement weird."

"That's fair... I feel like I forget not everyone is like Viktor and Chris, or... well, even like our arrangement." Georgi sips at his coffee, humming at the butterscotch flavor.

Yuuri snorted at that, a small smirk growing onto his face.

"No well, our arrangement, as you put it, is rather unique."

"How's the tea, by the way? Did I order it correctly? It's been a bit since I had to order it and not just make it for you from the cafe I worked at." Georgi asks and begins highlighting some things in his notebook.

"No it's good, thank you." Yuuri smiled, letting his ankle rest against Georgi's under the table. "This has been nice. I like that we get to spend time together even if we're not in a huge amount of classes."

"I worried that we wouldn't get to." Georgi says, taking a break as he looks up around the bookshelves. "I thought we were going to see a lot less, but I forget that all these classes arejust a few hours per week and the rest is preparation."

"It helps as well we live together, so in the evenings we get to spend...plenty of time together too." There was a certain heat in his eyes and voice then.

"Fair... I noticed it in the text you sent earlier, was last night not enough?" He asks, raising a brow to him."Or did I leave you wanting more?"

"Defintely the second one." He hummed softly, slipping his foot out of his shoe and raising it to rest on Georgi's knee. "Always the second one."

Georgi reaches down under the table, a firm grip on his thigh. “Are you testing your luck here? Or just being a tease?”

"Maybe both?" He smirked, looking up at him with eyes that started to burn. "What are you gonna do about it?"

“Mmm….. well, since you’re physically incapable of being quiet… we should leave the library.” He says, moving his hand up until he presses his bulge. “Unless you’d like to keep studying?”

Yuuri gasped softly, pressing his hand to his mouth as his cheeks turned red. He didn't know...part of him felt excited at the idea of doing something in public.

But they had to talk about that first.

"Take me home." He let out a strained whisper.

“Good.” He removes his hand, standing up. With a tug, he pulls off his top layer, and passes his hoodie over, “tie this around your waist, you’ll tell the whole school that I made you hard otherwise.” With a wink, he steps aside to gather his things. He’s rather confident now.

"Mmmmm." Yuuri growled softly, doing as his lover said as he also tried to gather his things at the same time.

He waits for him patiently, standing and leaning at a bookcase until he has it all. “Well? Do you want to or not? Keep up, yuuri.” He taunts as he walks.

"Shut up with your long legs, not all of us are as tall as you." Yuuri huffed, rushing after him until he could catch up.

Snort. It’s not the shortest walk on the campus, between the library and their dorm, but Yuuri was in a hurry. Georgi couldn’t let him down. “Mmm…. Sure, you think that’s it? Or maybe you just don’t want it bad enough?”

"How fucking dare you." Yuuri huffed getting them unto the building and rushing up the stairs. "Come on. Come on, I want you so bad."

“Yeah, you do~” he smirks and wanders alongside him, watching as Yuuri forgoes the slowest elevator in the world so he can get plowed quicker. As they finally descend on their dorm room, he unlocks the door and swings it open. “Home sweet home~” he gestures Yuuri in.

Yuuri smirked, grabbing Georgi by the front of his shirt to drag him inside. He didn't even go for one of the beds, just tumbled back onto the couch with him.

The door shuts roughly, he just managed to lock it in time to be yanked towards the couch. While Georgi will never be used to not being able to kiss on the mouth and make out beforehand, he follows the boundary. He instead pushes yuuri back and begins to kiss at his neck, tugging at his clothes. “You’re a fuckinf tease…”

"Nnngh fuck." Yuuri groaned, tugging at Georgi's clothes in return, starting with his damned shirt. "You like it. You like it when I tease you."

“You seem very confident in that.” He says, leaning down to remove his pants. “How do you want it?”

"Hard, fast, like you're desperate for me." Yuuri huffed, throwing Georgi's shirt into a random direction.

"Gonna take a lot more prep than last night for us to get there." Georgi says as he grabs the lube off the nightstand nearby. "You sure you're patient enough for that?"

"Yeah. Yeah I am." He sighed, reaching up to curl his hair around his fingers and tug gently.

There it was, Yuuri's fixation on his hair to pull it out of his gel. He grunts. "I gott a focus, Yuuri..." He says softly as he soaks his fingers so he can start prepping him. He resses against his entrance, slowly inserting one finger.

"Aah~" Yuuri moaned, his fingers staying firmly in Georgi's hair as he pressed a finger into him already. He continued those gentle tugs, almost unconsciously.

He was going to prep him well. Georgi slowly rocked his finger in and out, keeping the pace very gentle as he watches his friend. Yuuri would be comfortable if it took all night. “That’s it….” He whispers. “Relax for me.”

"Yes...hhh...yes, more..." He panted, taking deep breaths as his body began to relax and allow his lover deeper inside him.

"Patience, Yuuri...." He coaxes, gently quickening his finger and pulling out. He needed more lube. Once he applies a bit more, he begins working two fingers into him. "You'll get there...."

"Nnnh that's it...!" He sighed, his legs spreading further for him. "E-xcuse you? I think I'm...I'm being ve-very patient."

"Sure, you are." Georgi rolls his eyes a bit. "Meehhh more... harder...faster.... you're more brat than you are patient." Georgi jokes as he gently strokes the fingers into him.

"Hhh...well, Daddy...you don't seem to mind how much of a brat I am." He smirked, feeling his body squeeze and twitch around the fingers inside of him.

"Mmmmph, I never said it was a bad thing." Georgi mumbles. "Now... does someone want to behave and earn a third finger? Or do you think we're all done with these two measely ones?

"Mmnnh...please daddy~!" Yuuri begged, his eyes softening for him. "Please one more. One more before you give me your cock~"

"Oh, there he is, the good boy I've been looking for." Georgi chuckles. "No more bratty behavior~" HE slowly begins to slip in the third. "And he even said 'please' too..."

Coming to St Petersburgh had been difficult, but the longer Yuuri was there the more he got used to the language as well as everything else. He still struggled with some of the more complex words, but his coach said he was doing much better than when he’d first came.

One morning during his practice, the Japanese skater was working on some figures, making sure he was still skating cleanly despite a couple of days off after fluffing a landing. He noticed off to the side that his coach was looking a little nervous.

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Xiaoben breathes a sigh of relief. “Yeah? I know it’s been… rough this past year… but… I wanted you to know I’m not going anywhere. I’m with you for life. And even if we aren’t close to getting married, I was… always hoping to give you some symbol for what we have. You’re my mate.” He picks up the other ring, a small simple band, and settles it on his other hand.

“Oh my god, if you hadn’t just put some stuff on your lips I’d kiss you senseless right now.” They gasped, holding onto his face. “I love you so much, you’re so wonderful.”

“Tonight, okay? After the banquet, we can kiss to our hearts content.” He smiles as he looks up to them. “I got a chain a while back so I can wear this as a necklace if I’m ever worried about others finding out.” He settles a hand on theirs. “Your mom does know about the rings, by the way… he helped me pick yours out.”

“Oh good, cause I could imagine his reaction if he hadn’t known.” Yasha laughed. “Ready to have a fun time?”

“Of course.” Xi chuckles. “Think you can save me a dance? It’s common enough that people won’t question you and I taking go the floor at least once.”

“Of course I’ll save you a dance.” They smiled, opening the door into the corridor.

Yuuri was coming out as well, in a lovely dress his Husband had picked out for him. A royal blue colour that hugged his figure, with lace covering his neck and shoulders.

“Hey you two, you look wonderful.”

“Ah! Yours is lovely!” Xi gasps. “I’m so excited for this… it feels a bit strange to not ask you to take a video to show yasha my outfit.”

“No! I get to see it in person, and you look lovely.” They grinned, pressing one last kiss to his cheek. “You look amazing Mom, seriously.”

“Thank you.” He began to head down the corridor. “Come on you two, let’s go celebrate another amazing competition.”

“Did you talk to Mr. Georgi?” Xi asks. “He was texting all morning, he was really excited about me standing up for myself with Yasha’s help.” Even if most of those words did come straight from Hina. She was a sassy Russian speaker. He only hoped it sounded eloquent, and that he wouldn’t find out later that he said a word wildly incorrect.

“He mentioned it, and got very tearful as he gushed about how proud he was of you.” Yuuri chuckled, wrapping an arm around the two of them. “Now, as much as tonight is for networking, especially you Yasha, make sure you enjoy yourselves. These nights are meant to be fun.”

Georgi would get teary eyed. The man was very emotional, and has only become more open with it since Xi got to know the family. Xi smiles and nods. “Yes, coach. Would you like us to stick by you? Perhaps it’s best if we do for the first hour until yasha gets used to the room.”

“Sounds like a good plan. I won’t be leaving the room, so if you need me I’ll probably be closer to the food than anything else.” Yuuri explained.

“Got it. I’ll let you guys do the talking then.” They smiled as they stepped into the Banquet hall to a raucus applause.

Xi immediately puts on his professional airs. He smiles, gently bowing his head to them graciously before standing up and gently clapping in response. Being humble is the way to go when it comes to competition. In Japan, talking big led the universe to find a way to challenge whatever good things were promised. He may not be traditional by heart, but he knows how to work a room.

“Thank you.” He smiles to them as he approaches his sponsors. “I’m so glad to see you all again. Thank you again for your support.”

“Another amazing win Ito.” Kaede approached first, providing his costumes for a while now, as well as supporting through the whole Mingo situation, she was basically a friend. “Katsuki, you must be so proud, he’s doing so well.”

“Words can’t describe the pride I feel.” Yuuri chuckled, patting Xi’s shoulder.

“Now, who is this lovely young thing? You’re a new face!” She smiled, turning to Yasha who…kinda looked like a deer in headlights.

Xi reaches over, gesturing Yasha a bit closer. Though, he had to truly stop himself from snuggling up for comfort. “This is Yasha. My coach does so much, we needed some extra hands. Consider them a choreographer and apprentice. Yasha, this is my sponsor Kaede, her company sponsors my skating attire and formal pieces, like this lovely dress.” He gestures a bit. “I think I’ve known her the longest.”

“It’s lovely to meet you Yasha, you are stunning.” She smiled, holding out a hand for them to shake.

“A-ah…thank you.” They carefully took her hand. “It’s nice to meet you too.”

“You’re new at this, aren’t you kid?” She chuckled, her smile warm.

“Is it that obvious…?”

“Well, luckily…” Xi sets a hand on their arm. “You’re not alone, we’ll introduce you to everyone. Miss Kaede?” He looks up to her. “Don’t you love this ensemble they’re wearing? It suits them so well.”

“Oh absolutely! It’s stunning, a lovely mix of feminine and masculine energy! Who designed it?” She beamed.

“Oh uh…” They looked at Yuuri, who smiled and nodded. “Uh…my father helped me pick some things out for events like this…”

“Well your father certainly has a good eye for what suits you.”

"He did a great job helping." Xi nods, reaching up to tuck a hair over his ear, taking a subtle motion to gently touch his bond mark, hoping to send some sort of signal that it was alright. "I rather enjoy the androgynous mix. Though, it's only for a moment. "Yasha? Can I Get you a drink for your first banquet?"

Growing up

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Learning enough English to deal with day to day life hadn't been all too difficult for the five year old, his parents had to learn it for their business anyway, and by the time they moved to the US the whole family had fairly strong but understandable accents. It meant they got funny looks on public transport, people whispered about them in the street but had no problem staying at their small but homely hotel. He saw it every day, the looks his parents and sister received, the ones he received even as a kid. How could he get to know people when they judged him so harshly.

That was what made it so difficult...going into school with kids who had spoken clear English their entire lives, who could get on with their lives without a care in the world. Little Yuuri Katsuki was trembling as he clung to his mother's leg when she was dropping him off at school. He watched the other kids moving past him with pure terror in his eyes on that cold September morning.

"Come on Yuu-chan, you'll do great ok? You're so smart, and such a nice boy. You'll have no problem making friends." Hiroko patted her son's head, hoping to at least get him into the building.

"Mama...I don't wanna..." He whispered.

"I know, but it'll be good for you."

With one gentle shove, Yuuri was clinging to his bag and going through those doors. He blinked back tears, and his mother to the room he'd been told to go to. Then another gentle shove to finally get him into the room. He almost begged her to stay, but before he could she was already gone.

The teacher was busy with some louder kids, so Yuuri crept to the back of the room, and sat down with no fuss, and not a word.

As college life began to settle, Yuuri appeared to as well. A conversation with his tutor had his struggles revealed, and with a tiny adjustment he didn't feel quite as stupid as he had on day one.

He was going back to Therapy twice a week since his relapse, just to make sure he was doing OK and could handle the fact that this happened to everyone like him. He wasn't inferior for giving in.

As time passed, he began to be cheerier again too. So he was settling, even if he wasn't better.

It took forever, but he finally felt himself settling in as well. Georgi was taking his performance classes along with his prerequisites and finally starting to get comfortable despite the new bed and a room he didn’t have by himself. As Georgi picks up a coffee and a tea for himself and Yuuri, he throws in a little treat of dropping the extra fifty cents for the cute sticker on each cup.

[hey, still on for studying in the library?] he asks as he types one handed on his careful walk.

Yuuri sent him a selfie as he blew a kiss at the camera. Another thing, that confidence was growing again!

[Already here~]

So he’s in a flirtatious mood today. Georgi smirks at that and tucks his phone again into his pocket before he walks into the library. It’s not often they get to just sit down for tea or coffee, it usually comes with some form of exam prep. Georgi wanders, glancing around until he sees a familiar figure at a nearby table. “Yuuri!” He hushes, hoping to keep the area peaceful.

"Hey." Yuuri smiled up at him, shifting his mountain of books to one side so his friend could join him. "How was your morning?"

“Ugh…” he rolls his eyes. “So boring. My history teacher always sounds so monotone, it should be illegal to be that dull and teach a 7am class… how about you?” He passes the tea over.

"Mmm good. I had practical this morning which was hard to get my energy up for. Although...I did receive this from one of my classmates."

He raised an eyebrow and held up a slip of paper. It had a phone number and the words 'call me' on it.

Georgi raises a brow. “Oh. Damn. Okay.” Well… it’s not like he and Yuuri were an item. They were just two horny college students who went feral once in a while after homework. Though it does feel a bit sour still. “You gonna call him?”

Yuuri felt his smirk grow at Georgi's words, and he could barely suppress the warmth in his chest at the look on his friend's face.

"She took it very gracefully when I turned her down." He laughed. "We're gonna get together and study some time."

Oh. Well. Okay. Nothing to worry about. “Oh! Got it, I’m glad she took it well. What a fun little boost to have though.” He sips at his coffee.

Never mind that, the boost from Georgi's barely concealed jealousy had him buzzing. Not that it really meant anything, not in the way he used to dream, but still...it was nice.

"Yeah, she's nice. Chris thought she was super pretty so I threatened to tell Viktor."

“Ohhhh, Viktor is so possessive.” He rolls his eyes. “Chris has to be the most social butterfly and Viktor pouts any time it’s not directed at him.”

"It's really funny to watch actually. After all the back and forth they had in school it finally happened." Yuuri laughed.

"I think Viktor's definitely not insecure, but I think he does recognize how pretty Chris is, nearly everyone is stunned when they meet him." Georgi nods. "If those two could make babies, the world would be in danger."

"Oh my god right? Imagine. Chris' hair and Viktor's eyes? We'd be doomed." Yuuri laughed softly. "If they adopted though, that'd be the most spoiled kid in the world."

"The two of them would make the brattiest kids." Georgi snorts as he flips the page of his book, looking down. "Between the two of them and how catty they are?"

"Oh god, we'd be doomed." Yuuri grinned, turning a page in his own book and making notes. "Phichit thinks he's starting to wear down Seung-Gil's frosty exterior."

"I noticed Seung Gil doesn't wait for an invitation." Georgi nods. "A good sign, he seems like the type who would make it well known if he didn't like you. But the fact that he follows Phichit is a good sign, even if he is seemingly stale most days."

"It's kinda funny watching him sometimes. He follows him round like a lost little duck." Yuuri chuckled. "They've definitely got heavy black cat/Golden retriever energy."

That's for sure. Seung Gil had friends, it's not like he was sticking around because of loneliness, but Phichit didn't always have classes with him, and yet they still walked together. "It's the little things.... I wonder if he's put any moves on the guy yet."

"Not that he's told me. He's actually taking this pretty slow." Yuuri hummed, swinging his legs under the table. "Seung-Gill feels very skittish, he doesn't want to freak him out and make their living arrangement weird."

"That's fair... I feel like I forget not everyone is like Viktor and Chris, or... well, even like our arrangement." Georgi sips at his coffee, humming at the butterscotch flavor.

Yuuri snorted at that, a small smirk growing onto his face.

"No well, our arrangement, as you put it, is rather unique."

"How's the tea, by the way? Did I order it correctly? It's been a bit since I had to order it and not just make it for you from the cafe I worked at." Georgi asks and begins highlighting some things in his notebook.

"No it's good, thank you." Yuuri smiled, letting his ankle rest against Georgi's under the table. "This has been nice. I like that we get to spend time together even if we're not in a huge amount of classes."

"I worried that we wouldn't get to." Georgi says, taking a break as he looks up around the bookshelves. "I thought we were going to see a lot less, but I forget that all these classes arejust a few hours per week and the rest is preparation."

"It helps as well we live together, so in the evenings we get to spend...plenty of time together too." There was a certain heat in his eyes and voice then.

"Fair... I noticed it in the text you sent earlier, was last night not enough?" He asks, raising a brow to him."Or did I leave you wanting more?"

"Defintely the second one." He hummed softly, slipping his foot out of his shoe and raising it to rest on Georgi's knee. "Always the second one."

Georgi reaches down under the table, a firm grip on his thigh. “Are you testing your luck here? Or just being a tease?”

"Maybe both?" He smirked, looking up at him with eyes that started to burn. "What are you gonna do about it?"

“Mmm….. well, since you’re physically incapable of being quiet… we should leave the library.” He says, moving his hand up until he presses his bulge. “Unless you’d like to keep studying?”

Yuuri gasped softly, pressing his hand to his mouth as his cheeks turned red. He didn't know...part of him felt excited at the idea of doing something in public.

But they had to talk about that first.

"Take me home." He let out a strained whisper.

“Good.” He removes his hand, standing up. With a tug, he pulls off his top layer, and passes his hoodie over, “tie this around your waist, you’ll tell the whole school that I made you hard otherwise.” With a wink, he steps aside to gather his things. He’s rather confident now.

"Mmmmm." Yuuri growled softly, doing as his lover said as he also tried to gather his things at the same time.

He waits for him patiently, standing and leaning at a bookcase until he has it all. “Well? Do you want to or not? Keep up, yuuri.” He taunts as he walks.

"Shut up with your long legs, not all of us are as tall as you." Yuuri huffed, rushing after him until he could catch up.

Snort. It’s not the shortest walk on the campus, between the library and their dorm, but Yuuri was in a hurry. Georgi couldn’t let him down. “Mmm…. Sure, you think that’s it? Or maybe you just don’t want it bad enough?”

"How fucking dare you." Yuuri huffed getting them unto the building and rushing up the stairs. "Come on. Come on, I want you so bad."

“Yeah, you do~” he smirks and wanders alongside him, watching as Yuuri forgoes the slowest elevator in the world so he can get plowed quicker. As they finally descend on their dorm room, he unlocks the door and swings it open. “Home sweet home~” he gestures Yuuri in.

Yuuri smirked, grabbing Georgi by the front of his shirt to drag him inside. He didn't even go for one of the beds, just tumbled back onto the couch with him.

The door shuts roughly, he just managed to lock it in time to be yanked towards the couch. While Georgi will never be used to not being able to kiss on the mouth and make out beforehand, he follows the boundary. He instead pushes yuuri back and begins to kiss at his neck, tugging at his clothes. “You’re a fuckinf tease…”

"Nnngh fuck." Yuuri groaned, tugging at Georgi's clothes in return, starting with his damned shirt. "You like it. You like it when I tease you."

“You seem very confident in that.” He says, leaning down to remove his pants. “How do you want it?”

"Hard, fast, like you're desperate for me." Yuuri huffed, throwing Georgi's shirt into a random direction.

"Gonna take a lot more prep than last night for us to get there." Georgi says as he grabs the lube off the nightstand nearby. "You sure you're patient enough for that?"

"Yeah. Yeah I am." He sighed, reaching up to curl his hair around his fingers and tug gently.

There it was, Yuuri's fixation on his hair to pull it out of his gel. He grunts. "I gott a focus, Yuuri..." He says softly as he soaks his fingers so he can start prepping him. He resses against his entrance, slowly inserting one finger.

"Aah~" Yuuri moaned, his fingers staying firmly in Georgi's hair as he pressed a finger into him already. He continued those gentle tugs, almost unconsciously.

He was going to prep him well. Georgi slowly rocked his finger in and out, keeping the pace very gentle as he watches his friend. Yuuri would be comfortable if it took all night. “That’s it….” He whispers. “Relax for me.”

"Yes...hhh...yes, more..." He panted, taking deep breaths as his body began to relax and allow his lover deeper inside him.

"Patience, Yuuri...." He coaxes, gently quickening his finger and pulling out. He needed more lube. Once he applies a bit more, he begins working two fingers into him. "You'll get there...."

"Nnnh that's it...!" He sighed, his legs spreading further for him. "E-xcuse you? I think I'm...I'm being ve-very patient."

"Sure, you are." Georgi rolls his eyes a bit. "Meehhh more... harder...faster.... you're more brat than you are patient." Georgi jokes as he gently strokes the fingers into him.

"Hhh...well, Daddy...you don't seem to mind how much of a brat I am." He smirked, feeling his body squeeze and twitch around the fingers inside of him.

"Mmmmph, I never said it was a bad thing." Georgi mumbles. "Now... does someone want to behave and earn a third finger? Or do you think we're all done with these two measely ones?

Coming to St Petersburgh had been difficult, but the longer Yuuri was there the more he got used to the language as well as everything else. He still struggled with some of the more complex words, but his coach said he was doing much better than when he’d first came.

One morning during his practice, the Japanese skater was working on some figures, making sure he was still skating cleanly despite a couple of days off after fluffing a landing. He noticed off to the side that his coach was looking a little nervous.

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Xiaoben breathes a sigh of relief. “Yeah? I know it’s been… rough this past year… but… I wanted you to know I’m not going anywhere. I’m with you for life. And even if we aren’t close to getting married, I was… always hoping to give you some symbol for what we have. You’re my mate.” He picks up the other ring, a small simple band, and settles it on his other hand.

“Oh my god, if you hadn’t just put some stuff on your lips I’d kiss you senseless right now.” They gasped, holding onto his face. “I love you so much, you’re so wonderful.”

“Tonight, okay? After the banquet, we can kiss to our hearts content.” He smiles as he looks up to them. “I got a chain a while back so I can wear this as a necklace if I’m ever worried about others finding out.” He settles a hand on theirs. “Your mom does know about the rings, by the way… he helped me pick yours out.”

“Oh good, cause I could imagine his reaction if he hadn’t known.” Yasha laughed. “Ready to have a fun time?”

“Of course.” Xi chuckles. “Think you can save me a dance? It’s common enough that people won’t question you and I taking go the floor at least once.”

“Of course I’ll save you a dance.” They smiled, opening the door into the corridor.

Yuuri was coming out as well, in a lovely dress his Husband had picked out for him. A royal blue colour that hugged his figure, with lace covering his neck and shoulders.

“Hey you two, you look wonderful.”

“Ah! Yours is lovely!” Xi gasps. “I’m so excited for this… it feels a bit strange to not ask you to take a video to show yasha my outfit.”

“No! I get to see it in person, and you look lovely.” They grinned, pressing one last kiss to his cheek. “You look amazing Mom, seriously.”

“Thank you.” He began to head down the corridor. “Come on you two, let’s go celebrate another amazing competition.”

“Did you talk to Mr. Georgi?” Xi asks. “He was texting all morning, he was really excited about me standing up for myself with Yasha’s help.” Even if most of those words did come straight from Hina. She was a sassy Russian speaker. He only hoped it sounded eloquent, and that he wouldn’t find out later that he said a word wildly incorrect.

“He mentioned it, and got very tearful as he gushed about how proud he was of you.” Yuuri chuckled, wrapping an arm around the two of them. “Now, as much as tonight is for networking, especially you Yasha, make sure you enjoy yourselves. These nights are meant to be fun.”

Georgi would get teary eyed. The man was very emotional, and has only become more open with it since Xi got to know the family. Xi smiles and nods. “Yes, coach. Would you like us to stick by you? Perhaps it’s best if we do for the first hour until yasha gets used to the room.”

“Sounds like a good plan. I won’t be leaving the room, so if you need me I’ll probably be closer to the food than anything else.” Yuuri explained.

“Got it. I’ll let you guys do the talking then.” They smiled as they stepped into the Banquet hall to a raucus applause.

Xi immediately puts on his professional airs. He smiles, gently bowing his head to them graciously before standing up and gently clapping in response. Being humble is the way to go when it comes to competition. In Japan, talking big led the universe to find a way to challenge whatever good things were promised. He may not be traditional by heart, but he knows how to work a room.

“Thank you.” He smiles to them as he approaches his sponsors. “I’m so glad to see you all again. Thank you again for your support.”

“Another amazing win Ito.” Kaede approached first, providing his costumes for a while now, as well as supporting through the whole Mingo situation, she was basically a friend. “Katsuki, you must be so proud, he’s doing so well.”

“Words can’t describe the pride I feel.” Yuuri chuckled, patting Xi’s shoulder.

“Now, who is this lovely young thing? You’re a new face!” She smiled, turning to Yasha who…kinda looked like a deer in headlights.

Xi reaches over, gesturing Yasha a bit closer. Though, he had to truly stop himself from snuggling up for comfort. “This is Yasha. My coach does so much, we needed some extra hands. Consider them a choreographer and apprentice. Yasha, this is my sponsor Kaede, her company sponsors my skating attire and formal pieces, like this lovely dress.” He gestures a bit. “I think I’ve known her the longest.”

“It’s lovely to meet you Yasha, you are stunning.” She smiled, holding out a hand for them to shake.

“A-ah…thank you.” They carefully took her hand. “It’s nice to meet you too.”

“You’re new at this, aren’t you kid?” She chuckled, her smile warm.

“Is it that obvious…?”

"Well, luckily..." Xi sets a hand on their arm. "You're not alone, we'll introduce you to everyone. Miss Kaede?" He looks up to her. "Don't you love this ensemble they're wearing? It suits them so well."

Growing up

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Learning enough English to deal with day to day life hadn't been all too difficult for the five year old, his parents had to learn it for their business anyway, and by the time they moved to the US the whole family had fairly strong but understandable accents. It meant they got funny looks on public transport, people whispered about them in the street but had no problem staying at their small but homely hotel. He saw it every day, the looks his parents and sister received, the ones he received even as a kid. How could he get to know people when they judged him so harshly.

That was what made it so difficult...going into school with kids who had spoken clear English their entire lives, who could get on with their lives without a care in the world. Little Yuuri Katsuki was trembling as he clung to his mother's leg when she was dropping him off at school. He watched the other kids moving past him with pure terror in his eyes on that cold September morning.

"Come on Yuu-chan, you'll do great ok? You're so smart, and such a nice boy. You'll have no problem making friends." Hiroko patted her son's head, hoping to at least get him into the building.

"Mama...I don't wanna..." He whispered.

"I know, but it'll be good for you."

With one gentle shove, Yuuri was clinging to his bag and going through those doors. He blinked back tears, and his mother to the room he'd been told to go to. Then another gentle shove to finally get him into the room. He almost begged her to stay, but before he could she was already gone.

The teacher was busy with some louder kids, so Yuuri crept to the back of the room, and sat down with no fuss, and not a word.

As college life began to settle, Yuuri appeared to as well. A conversation with his tutor had his struggles revealed, and with a tiny adjustment he didn't feel quite as stupid as he had on day one.

He was going back to Therapy twice a week since his relapse, just to make sure he was doing OK and could handle the fact that this happened to everyone like him. He wasn't inferior for giving in.

As time passed, he began to be cheerier again too. So he was settling, even if he wasn't better.

It took forever, but he finally felt himself settling in as well. Georgi was taking his performance classes along with his prerequisites and finally starting to get comfortable despite the new bed and a room he didn’t have by himself. As Georgi picks up a coffee and a tea for himself and Yuuri, he throws in a little treat of dropping the extra fifty cents for the cute sticker on each cup.

[hey, still on for studying in the library?] he asks as he types one handed on his careful walk.

Yuuri sent him a selfie as he blew a kiss at the camera. Another thing, that confidence was growing again!

[Already here~]

So he’s in a flirtatious mood today. Georgi smirks at that and tucks his phone again into his pocket before he walks into the library. It’s not often they get to just sit down for tea or coffee, it usually comes with some form of exam prep. Georgi wanders, glancing around until he sees a familiar figure at a nearby table. “Yuuri!” He hushes, hoping to keep the area peaceful.

"Hey." Yuuri smiled up at him, shifting his mountain of books to one side so his friend could join him. "How was your morning?"

“Ugh…” he rolls his eyes. “So boring. My history teacher always sounds so monotone, it should be illegal to be that dull and teach a 7am class… how about you?” He passes the tea over.

"Mmm good. I had practical this morning which was hard to get my energy up for. Although...I did receive this from one of my classmates."

He raised an eyebrow and held up a slip of paper. It had a phone number and the words 'call me' on it.

Georgi raises a brow. “Oh. Damn. Okay.” Well… it’s not like he and Yuuri were an item. They were just two horny college students who went feral once in a while after homework. Though it does feel a bit sour still. “You gonna call him?”

Yuuri felt his smirk grow at Georgi's words, and he could barely suppress the warmth in his chest at the look on his friend's face.

"She took it very gracefully when I turned her down." He laughed. "We're gonna get together and study some time."

Oh. Well. Okay. Nothing to worry about. “Oh! Got it, I’m glad she took it well. What a fun little boost to have though.” He sips at his coffee.

Never mind that, the boost from Georgi's barely concealed jealousy had him buzzing. Not that it really meant anything, not in the way he used to dream, but still...it was nice.

"Yeah, she's nice. Chris thought she was super pretty so I threatened to tell Viktor."

“Ohhhh, Viktor is so possessive.” He rolls his eyes. “Chris has to be the most social butterfly and Viktor pouts any time it’s not directed at him.”

"It's really funny to watch actually. After all the back and forth they had in school it finally happened." Yuuri laughed.

"I think Viktor's definitely not insecure, but I think he does recognize how pretty Chris is, nearly everyone is stunned when they meet him." Georgi nods. "If those two could make babies, the world would be in danger."

"Oh my god right? Imagine. Chris' hair and Viktor's eyes? We'd be doomed." Yuuri laughed softly. "If they adopted though, that'd be the most spoiled kid in the world."

"The two of them would make the brattiest kids." Georgi snorts as he flips the page of his book, looking down. "Between the two of them and how catty they are?"

"Oh god, we'd be doomed." Yuuri grinned, turning a page in his own book and making notes. "Phichit thinks he's starting to wear down Seung-Gil's frosty exterior."

"I noticed Seung Gil doesn't wait for an invitation." Georgi nods. "A good sign, he seems like the type who would make it well known if he didn't like you. But the fact that he follows Phichit is a good sign, even if he is seemingly stale most days."

"It's kinda funny watching him sometimes. He follows him round like a lost little duck." Yuuri chuckled. "They've definitely got heavy black cat/Golden retriever energy."

That's for sure. Seung Gil had friends, it's not like he was sticking around because of loneliness, but Phichit didn't always have classes with him, and yet they still walked together. "It's the little things.... I wonder if he's put any moves on the guy yet."

"Not that he's told me. He's actually taking this pretty slow." Yuuri hummed, swinging his legs under the table. "Seung-Gill feels very skittish, he doesn't want to freak him out and make their living arrangement weird."

"That's fair... I feel like I forget not everyone is like Viktor and Chris, or... well, even like our arrangement." Georgi sips at his coffee, humming at the butterscotch flavor.

Yuuri snorted at that, a small smirk growing onto his face.

"No well, our arrangement, as you put it, is rather unique."

"How's the tea, by the way? Did I order it correctly? It's been a bit since I had to order it and not just make it for you from the cafe I worked at." Georgi asks and begins highlighting some things in his notebook.

"No it's good, thank you." Yuuri smiled, letting his ankle rest against Georgi's under the table. "This has been nice. I like that we get to spend time together even if we're not in a huge amount of classes."

"I worried that we wouldn't get to." Georgi says, taking a break as he looks up around the bookshelves. "I thought we were going to see a lot less, but I forget that all these classes arejust a few hours per week and the rest is preparation."

"It helps as well we live together, so in the evenings we get to spend...plenty of time together too." There was a certain heat in his eyes and voice then.

"Fair... I noticed it in the text you sent earlier, was last night not enough?" He asks, raising a brow to him."Or did I leave you wanting more?"

"Defintely the second one." He hummed softly, slipping his foot out of his shoe and raising it to rest on Georgi's knee. "Always the second one."

Georgi reaches down under the table, a firm grip on his thigh. “Are you testing your luck here? Or just being a tease?”

"Maybe both?" He smirked, looking up at him with eyes that started to burn. "What are you gonna do about it?"

“Mmm….. well, since you’re physically incapable of being quiet… we should leave the library.” He says, moving his hand up until he presses his bulge. “Unless you’d like to keep studying?”

Yuuri gasped softly, pressing his hand to his mouth as his cheeks turned red. He didn't know...part of him felt excited at the idea of doing something in public.

But they had to talk about that first.

"Take me home." He let out a strained whisper.

“Good.” He removes his hand, standing up. With a tug, he pulls off his top layer, and passes his hoodie over, “tie this around your waist, you’ll tell the whole school that I made you hard otherwise.” With a wink, he steps aside to gather his things. He’s rather confident now.

"Mmmmm." Yuuri growled softly, doing as his lover said as he also tried to gather his things at the same time.

He waits for him patiently, standing and leaning at a bookcase until he has it all. “Well? Do you want to or not? Keep up, yuuri.” He taunts as he walks.

"Shut up with your long legs, not all of us are as tall as you." Yuuri huffed, rushing after him until he could catch up.

Snort. It’s not the shortest walk on the campus, between the library and their dorm, but Yuuri was in a hurry. Georgi couldn’t let him down. “Mmm…. Sure, you think that’s it? Or maybe you just don’t want it bad enough?”

"How fucking dare you." Yuuri huffed getting them unto the building and rushing up the stairs. "Come on. Come on, I want you so bad."

“Yeah, you do~” he smirks and wanders alongside him, watching as Yuuri forgoes the slowest elevator in the world so he can get plowed quicker. As they finally descend on their dorm room, he unlocks the door and swings it open. “Home sweet home~” he gestures Yuuri in.

Yuuri smirked, grabbing Georgi by the front of his shirt to drag him inside. He didn't even go for one of the beds, just tumbled back onto the couch with him.

The door shuts roughly, he just managed to lock it in time to be yanked towards the couch. While Georgi will never be used to not being able to kiss on the mouth and make out beforehand, he follows the boundary. He instead pushes yuuri back and begins to kiss at his neck, tugging at his clothes. “You’re a fuckinf tease…”

"Nnngh fuck." Yuuri groaned, tugging at Georgi's clothes in return, starting with his damned shirt. "You like it. You like it when I tease you."

“You seem very confident in that.” He says, leaning down to remove his pants. “How do you want it?”

"Hard, fast, like you're desperate for me." Yuuri huffed, throwing Georgi's shirt into a random direction.

"Gonna take a lot more prep than last night for us to get there." Georgi says as he grabs the lube off the nightstand nearby. "You sure you're patient enough for that?"

"Yeah. Yeah I am." He sighed, reaching up to curl his hair around his fingers and tug gently.

There it was, Yuuri's fixation on his hair to pull it out of his gel. He grunts. "I gott a focus, Yuuri..." He says softly as he soaks his fingers so he can start prepping him. He resses against his entrance, slowly inserting one finger.

"Aah~" Yuuri moaned, his fingers staying firmly in Georgi's hair as he pressed a finger into him already. He continued those gentle tugs, almost unconsciously.

He was going to prep him well. Georgi slowly rocked his finger in and out, keeping the pace very gentle as he watches his friend. Yuuri would be comfortable if it took all night. “That’s it….” He whispers. “Relax for me.”

"Yes...hhh...yes, more..." He panted, taking deep breaths as his body began to relax and allow his lover deeper inside him.

"Patience, Yuuri...." He coaxes, gently quickening his finger and pulling out. He needed more lube. Once he applies a bit more, he begins working two fingers into him. "You'll get there...."

"Nnnh that's it...!" He sighed, his legs spreading further for him. "E-xcuse you? I think I'm...I'm being ve-very patient."

"Sure, you are." Georgi rolls his eyes a bit. "Meehhh more... harder...faster.... you're more brat than you are patient." Georgi jokes as he gently strokes the fingers into him.

Coming to St Petersburgh had been difficult, but the longer Yuuri was there the more he got used to the language as well as everything else. He still struggled with some of the more complex words, but his coach said he was doing much better than when he’d first came.

One morning during his practice, the Japanese skater was working on some figures, making sure he was still skating cleanly despite a couple of days off after fluffing a landing. He noticed off to the side that his coach was looking a little nervous.

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Xiaoben breathes a sigh of relief. “Yeah? I know it’s been… rough this past year… but… I wanted you to know I’m not going anywhere. I’m with you for life. And even if we aren’t close to getting married, I was… always hoping to give you some symbol for what we have. You’re my mate.” He picks up the other ring, a small simple band, and settles it on his other hand.

“Oh my god, if you hadn’t just put some stuff on your lips I’d kiss you senseless right now.” They gasped, holding onto his face. “I love you so much, you’re so wonderful.”

“Tonight, okay? After the banquet, we can kiss to our hearts content.” He smiles as he looks up to them. “I got a chain a while back so I can wear this as a necklace if I’m ever worried about others finding out.” He settles a hand on theirs. “Your mom does know about the rings, by the way… he helped me pick yours out.”

“Oh good, cause I could imagine his reaction if he hadn’t known.” Yasha laughed. “Ready to have a fun time?”

“Of course.” Xi chuckles. “Think you can save me a dance? It’s common enough that people won’t question you and I taking go the floor at least once.”

“Of course I’ll save you a dance.” They smiled, opening the door into the corridor.

Yuuri was coming out as well, in a lovely dress his Husband had picked out for him. A royal blue colour that hugged his figure, with lace covering his neck and shoulders.

“Hey you two, you look wonderful.”

“Ah! Yours is lovely!” Xi gasps. “I’m so excited for this… it feels a bit strange to not ask you to take a video to show yasha my outfit.”

“No! I get to see it in person, and you look lovely.” They grinned, pressing one last kiss to his cheek. “You look amazing Mom, seriously.”

“Thank you.” He began to head down the corridor. “Come on you two, let’s go celebrate another amazing competition.”

“Did you talk to Mr. Georgi?” Xi asks. “He was texting all morning, he was really excited about me standing up for myself with Yasha’s help.” Even if most of those words did come straight from Hina. She was a sassy Russian speaker. He only hoped it sounded eloquent, and that he wouldn’t find out later that he said a word wildly incorrect.

“He mentioned it, and got very tearful as he gushed about how proud he was of you.” Yuuri chuckled, wrapping an arm around the two of them. “Now, as much as tonight is for networking, especially you Yasha, make sure you enjoy yourselves. These nights are meant to be fun.”

Georgi would get teary eyed. The man was very emotional, and has only become more open with it since Xi got to know the family. Xi smiles and nods. “Yes, coach. Would you like us to stick by you? Perhaps it’s best if we do for the first hour until yasha gets used to the room.”

“Sounds like a good plan. I won’t be leaving the room, so if you need me I’ll probably be closer to the food than anything else.” Yuuri explained.

“Got it. I’ll let you guys do the talking then.” They smiled as they stepped into the Banquet hall to a raucus applause.

Xi immediately puts on his professional airs. He smiles, gently bowing his head to them graciously before standing up and gently clapping in response. Being humble is the way to go when it comes to competition. In Japan, talking big led the universe to find a way to challenge whatever good things were promised. He may not be traditional by heart, but he knows how to work a room.

“Thank you.” He smiles to them as he approaches his sponsors. “I’m so glad to see you all again. Thank you again for your support.”

“Another amazing win Ito.” Kaede approached first, providing his costumes for a while now, as well as supporting through the whole Mingo situation, she was basically a friend. “Katsuki, you must be so proud, he’s doing so well.”

“Words can’t describe the pride I feel.” Yuuri chuckled, patting Xi’s shoulder.

“Now, who is this lovely young thing? You’re a new face!” She smiled, turning to Yasha who…kinda looked like a deer in headlights.

Xi reaches over, gesturing Yasha a bit closer. Though, he had to truly stop himself from snuggling up for comfort. "This is Yasha. My coach does so much, we needed some extra hands. Consider them a choreographer and apprentice. Yasha, this is my sponsor Kaede, her company sponsors my skating attire and formal pieces, like this lovely dress." He gestures a bit. "I think I've known her the longest."

Growing up

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Learning enough English to deal with day to day life hadn't been all too difficult for the five year old, his parents had to learn it for their business anyway, and by the time they moved to the US the whole family had fairly strong but understandable accents. It meant they got funny looks on public transport, people whispered about them in the street but had no problem staying at their small but homely hotel. He saw it every day, the looks his parents and sister received, the ones he received even as a kid. How could he get to know people when they judged him so harshly.

That was what made it so difficult...going into school with kids who had spoken clear English their entire lives, who could get on with their lives without a care in the world. Little Yuuri Katsuki was trembling as he clung to his mother's leg when she was dropping him off at school. He watched the other kids moving past him with pure terror in his eyes on that cold September morning.

"Come on Yuu-chan, you'll do great ok? You're so smart, and such a nice boy. You'll have no problem making friends." Hiroko patted her son's head, hoping to at least get him into the building.

"Mama...I don't wanna..." He whispered.

"I know, but it'll be good for you."

With one gentle shove, Yuuri was clinging to his bag and going through those doors. He blinked back tears, and his mother to the room he'd been told to go to. Then another gentle shove to finally get him into the room. He almost begged her to stay, but before he could she was already gone.

The teacher was busy with some louder kids, so Yuuri crept to the back of the room, and sat down with no fuss, and not a word.

As college life began to settle, Yuuri appeared to as well. A conversation with his tutor had his struggles revealed, and with a tiny adjustment he didn't feel quite as stupid as he had on day one.

He was going back to Therapy twice a week since his relapse, just to make sure he was doing OK and could handle the fact that this happened to everyone like him. He wasn't inferior for giving in.

As time passed, he began to be cheerier again too. So he was settling, even if he wasn't better.

It took forever, but he finally felt himself settling in as well. Georgi was taking his performance classes along with his prerequisites and finally starting to get comfortable despite the new bed and a room he didn’t have by himself. As Georgi picks up a coffee and a tea for himself and Yuuri, he throws in a little treat of dropping the extra fifty cents for the cute sticker on each cup.

[hey, still on for studying in the library?] he asks as he types one handed on his careful walk.

Yuuri sent him a selfie as he blew a kiss at the camera. Another thing, that confidence was growing again!

[Already here~]

So he’s in a flirtatious mood today. Georgi smirks at that and tucks his phone again into his pocket before he walks into the library. It’s not often they get to just sit down for tea or coffee, it usually comes with some form of exam prep. Georgi wanders, glancing around until he sees a familiar figure at a nearby table. “Yuuri!” He hushes, hoping to keep the area peaceful.

"Hey." Yuuri smiled up at him, shifting his mountain of books to one side so his friend could join him. "How was your morning?"

“Ugh…” he rolls his eyes. “So boring. My history teacher always sounds so monotone, it should be illegal to be that dull and teach a 7am class… how about you?” He passes the tea over.

"Mmm good. I had practical this morning which was hard to get my energy up for. Although...I did receive this from one of my classmates."

He raised an eyebrow and held up a slip of paper. It had a phone number and the words 'call me' on it.

Georgi raises a brow. “Oh. Damn. Okay.” Well… it’s not like he and Yuuri were an item. They were just two horny college students who went feral once in a while after homework. Though it does feel a bit sour still. “You gonna call him?”