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Phichit was excited.
Here he was, just after competing in his second Grand Prix Final, where he placed third. He was still thinking about the fact that he actually placed on the podium, and was overwhelmed with disbelief.
Yurio had placed first again, of course prompting the news to claim that he was, “The Next Viktor Nikiforov” (a title which annoyed him quite a bit actually), and Otabek had placed right next to him in second place. The person who had placed in third the year prior, J.J, had actually taken a break from skating this year as, right before his flight to participate in the Grand Prix, he got hit by a moose and broke his leg. Fourth place in the Grand Prix was Seung Gil, fifth was Guang Hong, and sixth was Leo. While Phichit was watching Yuuri and Viktor with the other skaters, J.J was recovering in Canada with his fiancé.
Phichit was snapped out of his thoughts about the Grand Prix when hearing an announcer shout, ”Representing Russia, Yuuri Katsuki-Nikiforov and Viktor Katsuki-Nikiforov. Their theme for this year has been Pleasure, and they will be skating to their freeskate piece, ‘Two to Tango.’“ Phichit heard Chris, who was now retired, snigger at the suggestive name of the freeskate piece. Leo, who had his arms wrapped around Guang Hong, rolled his eyes and Guang Hong giggled. Seung sat silently next to Phichit and they watched together, the two men having been dating ever since the Grand Prix in Spain. They all focused on the performance as the fast paced, Spanish-Style music began.
Yuuri and Viktor were extremely graceful, and it fit, even with the fast paced and exhilarating music in the background. It was nearing the end of their program, and up to this point each jump had been perfect. The final jump was considered extremely difficult- a throw jump- and Viktor was still finishing his spin. The way it would work would be that, just as Viktor would be finishing his spin, Yuuri would jump into his arms and be held up for the end of their program. That was what was happening right now; Yuuri was quickly skating over to Viktor, who was finishing his spin, and he jumped-
Then he fell.
Phichit watched in seemingly slow-motion as his best friend’s neck was cut by Viktor’s skate blade, the timing for this particular part, of all other parts in the program, having to be the one off time.
As Yuuri slumped into Viktor’s arms Phichit began screaming his name. He got up to run onto the ice, but Seung Gil merely shook his head and grabbed Phichit close as he quietly said Yuuri’s name and sobbed. Chris was trying to handle Leo and Guang Hong, who were both extremely terrified, Leo more so, as he was terrified himself but needed to look out for the younger skaters.
The commotion became background noise as the skaters all sat, powerless, and overwhelmed with grief.