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The table Otabek chose was right next to a window and had only two chairs , Otabek was already waiting for him while staring at the window, looking outside there was this lady waiting to cross the street with a dog standing right next to her, a golden retriever maybe. Yuri was not too sure, he was not good with dogs.
“You like dogs?” he asked following Otabek’s gaze.
It might have been a stupid question, because everybody likes dogs, no one can deny that puppies are cute. Dogs were not his favorite animal but he could understand why some people love them.
So even if Otabek turned to be a dog lover, Yuri could accept and understand that.
At this Otabek turned his attention to Yuri who was now sitting in the chair in front of him and gave him a small smile.
“I guess… but I am more of a cat person”
It was official, Yuri was now completely in love.
That comment made Yuri smiled.
Cats were awesome and his favorite animal.
Feeling a little uncomfortable he crossed his arms in front of his chest only to put them back on his legs, rubbing them and trying to get rid of the sweat he was feeling on his palms… he was feeling nervous, having Otabek so close, talking to him like an actual conversation was a new experience that he was sure it will take some time to get used to.
“So..” Otabek said still staring directly at Yuri.
“So?” Yuri replied blushing a little but not wanting to break eye contact.
He had read somewhere that the eyes shout what the lips fear to say and he was desperately wanting to know what Otabek’s eye wanted to say.
They remained like that for what it seemed to be an eternity but it was more like a minute until they heard someone speaking and both turned their attention to the red haired girl standing in front of them.
“ Do you guys want to order something?” She asked grinning at them.
“ Chai latte?” Yuri asked Otabek.
It was basically the only thing he had seen Otabek order for the past few months.
“ Actually I will have a coffee, black please”
It wasn’t Wednesday so Otabek could not cheat on his diet. He had mentioned this the night before over texts.
Mila nodded and turned her attention to Yuri.
“Yuri?”
“Same please baba”
Once Mila went to get their coffees, Otabek took the chance to see the boy sitting with him to actually see him, there was no doubt Yuri was beautiful, with his blond hair and striking green eyes he couldn't help but to be drawn to him. From the first moment he entered this coffee shop his eyes went straight to the blond waiter yelling at the others and complaining about this and that. He still remembers that day very clearly, Yuri was different from the people he was used to, he was unpredictable,loud, feisty and of course very good looking. He knew he needed to meet him but everytime he came back to the shop it was hard to talk to him.
“You look pretty”
He saw how Yuri’s eyes got bigger in surprise. He didn't mean to say that out loud but he didn't regret it either. Not after watching Yuri blush at his words. It was obvious the boy put some effort in his appearance today, he was used to watching Yuri in his working clothes and hair pulled up in a messy bun and he looked beautiful like that too. Today he could see it was special, Yuri was wearing nicer pants that looked almost as if they were painted on his body, his hair was beautiful done with a side braid, and the lips..oh those lips ! he could see the gloss in his lips shine and wondered how it will feel to kiss those lips .
“Please don't do that”
“What? Is true I am just stating the obvious”
He said reaching out to touch Yuri’s side braid. Just giving a small brush to feel how silky his hair was, he wanted to do that from the very first time he saw him and it was just exactly what he expected, soft and silky hair.
“Oh my gosh stop! I won't be able to look at you if you continue like this” Yuri said while trying to cover his face and with this the intense blushing he had. Being that pale gave away how easily he could be embarrassed.
Cute. Otabek thought.
Very cute.
After getting over their initial embarrassment of being face to face they were able to have a conversation and found more about each other. Otabek knew that the platinum haired boy is named Victor and he is Yuri’s cousin and because his grandfather died almost two years ago he moved to be close to the only family he had left, he didn’t say it out loud but it was obvious for the fondness in his voice that he was grateful and that he liked being with Victor and his husband Yuuri. The first year he lived in the same apartment with Victor and his husband but after he walked into them having sex in the living room he was scarred for life and went apartment hunting the next day “I swear I still have nightmares with that day” he told him.Yuri was going to University and he was also a ballet dancer, everytime Yuri talked about his performances and how Ms. Lilia nagged him day and night with practices his face light up with happiness.
“ I would love to see you dance”
Yuri’s face lighted up to his comment, he started talking about the piece they were currently working on and all the difficulties he was having. The passion he felt about his dancing very evident in each comment, he could totally relate to that feeling, after all it was the same feeling he got when skating.
“ I can invite you to my next performance”
“ I mean if you want..”
Yuri added at the end.
“Then I will be the one with the roses bouquet”
He told Yuri how he got into skating from very little, when he had no friends and he used skating to escape to his own world. His parents had encourage him into sports thinking it would be a good way to socialize with other kids and make friends, he told Yuri how difficult it was for him to get into group sports, he tried basketball but he was too short and he was not really fond of running behind a ball, soccer was equally terrible for him and instead of making friends, other kids will just bully him for not being able to play as they did. He talked about his family and how supportive they were with his skating career “ My sister records every competition” he said. Otabek had two older sisters and they were proud of his baby brother and embarrass him every time possible.
“so ..skating?” Yuri said looking at Otabek
“Yes”
“ Are you any good?”
“ I guess.. At least I aim to be good”
“ If I googled you will I be able to find something interesting?” Yuri asked while taking his phone from the table
“Mm.. I don't know, maybe”
Not wasting time, Yuri googled “Otabek Altin” along the words “skater & Kazakhstan” and he was a little shocked for the numerous youtube videos, a wikipedia info page, and several articles that mentioned his name. He was a little surprised at the results, Otabek was a big thing in the skating world and for the looks of it he had won a few medals .
Clicking on one of the articles he read out loud “The Hero of Kazakhstan takes gold with an impressive program”
“Wow.. Hero huh?” Yuri said while going through a serie of pictures of Otabek standing in different podiums holding a medal.
“That just a stupid nickname I got please forget it”
“Otabek, you are like a fucking celebrity!”
“ I feel like I should ask for your autograph”
“Hn..No I am not”
“Come on don't be modest, there are tons of articles talking about how good of a skater you are”
“Well I train hard for that. That is the main reason I am living here” he said with a little tone of sadness that Yuri was able to notice.
“Do you miss your home?”
At this question, Otabek sighed. He misses his country every day. He misses being around his family and around his friends. He misses his mom’s cooking and the smell of this all over their house.
“Everyday, but I also like living here”
“It had help me to grow as a skater and I have met interesting people” He finishes while reaching across the table to grab Yuri’s hand and give a soft squeeze. Yuri could feel his face burning but he did not dare to move his hand away, this was everything he wanted and he was not going to run away from this moment.
“Interesting? I hope I don’t have to fight them for your attention”
“Believe me Yuri, you have all my attention”
“Do I?” Yuri answered trying to sound as seductive as possible, it was a hard task to accomplish while trying to not die from embarrassment but he was doing his damn best.
“You do, from the moment I entered this shop and saw you serving coffee”
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Meanwhile..
Yuuri was behind the cash register taking care of the customers that came and went into the shop. He couldn’t help looking at the far end table where Yuri was sitting along with his friend. It was very rare seeing Yuri talking so lively with someone. The blond boy was usually very stern and had this unapproachable aura going on most of the time.
“Mila come here please” he finally said
Mila walked to him with questioning eyes. Putting the tray she had on her right hand to the side.
“Tell me, who is that boy over there talking to Yuri?” he asked nodding towards them. Mila followed his gaze and told him “ Oh! That’s Otabek, Yuri’s boyfriend”
“Whaaaaat!!” Yuuri yelled.
Immediately Mila put her hands on his mouth trying to contain his excitement.
“Shhh Yuuri be quiet! We don’t want to invoke Victor in here”
Victor usually stayed at the back office, checking on supplies or whatever they needed in order to run the shop.
“What do you mean with boyfriend? Since when?” he almost whispered.
“Ok, maybe not boyfriend yet but I will give them a week”
Yuuri couldn’t help but to stare at the boys that were still happily chatting, he noticed Otabek taking Yuri’s hand in his. He wanted nothing more than to see Yuri happy, making new friends and possibly form a relationship, they all knew Yuri was alone and despite all his bravado he needed friends. Every since Yuri came to live with them and with his grandfather gone he felt it was their responsibility to look after the young one.
“ And what do we know about this Otabek?”
“That he is good looking, we used to call him Wednesday guy..”
“Mila?”
“What do you want me to tell you, that’s what I know about him if you want details you will have to ask Yuri” having said that she turned around and continue waiting tables.
Getting back to his work Yuuri stole one more glance to the boys, asking Yuri about his new friend might not be a good idea yet but he was sure that when Yuri felt ready he will let them know all the details. He suddenly heard Victor opening the door from the back office.. Not good he thought. He wanted Yuri to have a private moment with his friend and knowing his husband the moment he set eyes on them all privacy and quiet will be thrown out of the window.
“Yuuuriii Im tired” Victor whined while stepping out of the office rubbing his neck.
Mila shot panicking eyes to Yuuri and in a flash Yuuri was hugging his husband and pushing him back to the office.
“Come my love I will give you a message” he whispered into Victors ear.
“Really !! But wait I came out to help you”
“Don't worry Mila can take care of everything and we have Sara come in a few minutes too”
Feeling pleased with his answer Victor let Yuuri lead the way back to the office.
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“Could you please stop reading those articles, it’s quite embarrassing”
Otabek almost pleaded, they have spent almost 15 min discussing the magazine articles that Yuri was able to find online that he found entertaining, at this point he was completely sure the blond was only doing this to mortify him.
“Last one I promise”
“Hn.. fine”
He already knew it was going to be damn impossible to deny anything to those green eyes. Yuri could pretty much ask him whatever he wanted and he was sure he will do it. No questions asks.
That thought frighten him for a moment but he brushed it off his mind.
“Ok this one says . Hottest gold medalist bares it all ”
Otabek remembered that one it was a brief interview he had done for an online magazine after winning gold in the Grand Prix with a few pictures of him holding his gold medal.
“Wow..”
Yuri whistled.
Shirtless pictures of him and his medal.
“Looking good Otabek” Yuri said holding his phone up to him to show the picture he was currently looking. He had nothing to be ashamed of he looked good, he remembers that after that session went out he got more fans but somehow having Yui looking at those pictures make him feel self conscious.
“Well that is just not fair” He complained
“This is our first date and you have seen me shirtless already”
“Just answer this are you currently in a relationship?” Yuri asked.
That was one of the questions from that interview, he knows what his answers were at the time but he felt the need to change them to fit the occasion.
“ Not at the time but I am interested in someone”
His actual response was the he did not have the time to date since he was focusing on training, but he wanted Yuri to know that he was available and interested, just in case there was any doubt.
“Interesting.. Do you have a type?”
“Hn.. I really like this blond guy, green eyes and beautiful lips” Otabek winked at him.
“Funny that was not your real answer but I like this one better”
Otabek took Yuri’s cell phone away from him and put it on the table. “I think that is enough about me”
“Aww I was having fun” Yuri said almost pouting.
“I know but is not fair, you now know more about me and I want to know about you too”
“really ? what do you want to know?” Yuri asked
“Everything”
And Otabek was not lying he wanted to know everything. He wanted to know more. He needed to know all.
“That could take a long time and several more cups of coffee you know?”
“I wouldn't mind inviting you all the coffee cups necessary to know all about you”
“But I guess you are right, there’s one thing I want to know before anything else” Otabek said suddenly lowering his voice and moving his chair to be closer to Yuri, almost in front of him. Never breaking eye contact.
“And that is?” Yuri answered in the same tone Otabek had used, almost a whisper. Feeling so close to Otabek that he could only stare at the lips in front of him.
He could see how Otabek’s lips moved. Entranced by those lips he missed whatever question he wanted to ask him.
“Yuri?”
“I’m sorry what was that?”
“I asked if you wanted us to date or not?”
Did he wanted to date Otabek? Fuck yeah!
He wanted nothing more than that.
“Yes !!” he finally answered smiling at him.
Otabek closed the little space that was still between them and give the blond boy the softest of kiss, he wanted nothing but to devour the boy in front of him but he was well aware of his surroundings and he did not want to make any scene or make Yuri uncomfortable.
Yuri felt soft lips touching him and he swears the time stopped for a brief moment, moment he used to enjoy the kiss.
It was the perfect kiss. It was exactly how he had imagined it would be..no it actually was better that his imagination.
When the kiss ended. Otabek put one strand of hair behind Yuri’s ear and smiled.
“It was perfect” he said.
Yuri took a napkin from the table and wiped Otabek lips with it. “Sorry, lip gloss” he explained.
Both of them laughed at this and continued chatting, after an hour more Otabek excused himself having to go to practice. He did not want to go but Yuri rushed him to the door.
“I don't want you to miss practice because of me” Yuri said once they were outside of the shop.
“I would gladly miss all practices because of you Yuri” He said and then gave him a kiss on the forehead before turning to leave.
Yuri stood outside of the coffee shop watching him leave, he stood there with a big stupid smile on his face. He could almost not believe what had happened.
He was dating his “Wednesday Guy”.
He had kissed him.
Life was good.
Once he went back inside. Mila was watching him intensently .
He tried to ignore her and busy himself at the counter but he could still feel her gaze on him.
“What Baba?!!”
“If you need to say something say it now!”
“It’s nothing my little Yuri, no need to get all upset” Mila answered but still had that stupid grin on her face.
Fine! if she wanted to be like that he was not going to insist. She can keep her secrets for all he cares.
After a few minutes of silence when they both were cleaning tables from a big group they had Mila started singing.
“Yuri and Otabek kissing in a tree.. K I S S I N G”
“Omg stupid Mila! Shut the fuck up!” he screamed throwing his cleaning cloth at her face.
That was it.
Their next date will definitely be far and away from these people.