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“are you sure about this (Y/N)?” Alexei stood shivering at the runway, a private plane was waiting for the woman tightly wrapped in a faux fur coat.
“Spasibo Vitya, but this is goodbye.”
Yuri bought a strawberry shortcake for Mia before going back to the hotel. Tomorrow he’ll be doing his record-breaking short program, but he isn’t that focused like before. Usually, he’d be focused and ready. Mia would call him the night before, with her usual “You will win this, I know you can”, leaving him all pumped up and confident the next day, unfortunately, the events and information that unfolded today left him all confused and bothered. "Mia who are you..."
“Yuri? You’re back early!” A soft familiar voice rang behind him, snapping him out of his chain of thought.
With a grunt, he kept his back towards her and stuffed his face into his phone, wishing the bed would just swallow him into the sheets.
“What’s wrong? Bad day at practice?” She put down her things and thought of what many things she could do to him, Victor and Yakov will be pissed if he's going to be like this tomorrow. The woman slowly crept to his side and snaked her arms across his chest, embracing from behind. She could sense him relax after a few minutes of taking in the scent of her shampoo on his hair, snuggling his back.
"I... bought you something" he whispered, turning around to face her. She smiled and softly kissed his chin before leaving his side and opening the package on the desk. "oooooooo cake!"
'I''m going to win this shit ass competition and find out who the fuck you are Mia. You are in so much fucking trouble."
A few days after the competition left Yuri in a daze, he was staying at his grandpa's place lazying about. He wants to find everything out about his girlfriend's secret past, and he wants it now. He hugged his Granpa goodbye and booked a flight to Japan.
"Oi fatass don't you dare fucking tell Victor about this"
"Y-Yurio... what's this about?" Yuuri was taking Maccachin out for a walk when the Russian Tiger decided to call him out of the blue.
"Pick me up."
"what?"
"FUCKING PICK ME UP AT THE STATION YOU FATASS"
"Jeez, Yurio why the heck are you here on such short notice?" Yuuri was out of breath, he rushed Maccachin back home and came to the train station to pick him up.
He grabbed Yuuri's arm and dragged him towards the next train. "W-wait Yurio what are you doing!!"
"You wanted to find out what was going on between Victor and Mia right?" Yurio only looked away, Yuuri could tell ever since Phichit told them about his girlfriend being (Y/N) (L/N) made him impatient. He will eventually get the bottom of this.
"The Grand Prix is already two weeks away, I need to get this shit out of my chest and compete with a cool head. I know you've been closely watching both Mia and Victor back at Rostelecom, so... please." He had his head turned away from Yuuri but he could tell he really wanted to do this.
The two secretly travelled to Mia's hometown and waited outside her house for anything suspicious. Yuuri nervously whispered to him "Are you sure we're going to find anything today? she might be at school or sleeping at home?"
Yurio rolled his eyes and kept on focusing his vision towards the red gate. A few moments before Yuri was about to call it quits, a familiar figure went out of her house and walked towards the next block. "Mia..." Yuri couldn't take his eyes off her as they followed her into her trail, she looked beautiful in that outfit she has on, 'Not my taste but that jumper is really cute on her. Custard is a really great colour on her.' She stopped by a convenience store before continuing on her way to what looks like a Kindergarten school.
"What's she doing here?" Yurio whispered. "Maybe she works here part-time?" Yurio was about to agree with Yuuri before three small (H/C)-haired boys ran towards her and buried themselves in her arms.
"MAMA!"
The two froze at what the kids called her. 'Oh no.' Yuuri told himself, these were the kind of situations Yurio will self-destruct into a loud angry mess. He took a peek at him only to see his suspicion come into light. 'This will not end well.'
"MAMA?!" Yurio yelled, causing her and the children to look, Yuuri tensed up as soon as she found her looking at him in confusion.
"Y-Yuuri! W-what are you guy doing here?"
Yuuri and Yuri sat on the couch across the three boys who were behaving and keeping quiet to their mother's request.
"Hello, nice to meet you three, My name is Yuuri, a friend of your mom, and this is... Yuri..." He nervously introduced himself, he wasn't sure how to introduce this angry ball of mess beside him though.
"I know him! You're mommy's boyfriend!" hearing this made Yurio switch from a red mad face into a pink blushing embarrassed expression.
"Go introduce yourselves too." She smiled, looking towards the two, Yuri especially. She knew that even the Russian Punk himself couldn't resist the charms of her children. Low-key hoping he wouldn't be as mad as he was this morning.
"Hi! my name is Grigori! and I'm turning 5 in December!"
"I'm Dimitri, the eldest."
"... I-I'm I-Ivan."
The three showed off their gorgeous crystal blue eyes. crystal blue. blue... 'they look awfully familiar...'
"M-Mia..."
"Yes, Yuuri?"
"Please, be honest with me... are they... Victor's kids too?"