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They had met when Yuri was ten, and Otabek was thirteen.
It wasn't a huge age gap; two years and four months. But that still didn't mean that they were wary of each other. Yuri, of Otabek's steely gaze, and Otabek, of Yuri's graceful skating.
It was at a training camp. That training camp held so many firsts: the first time they talked, the first time they identified themselves as friends.
Many others thought that they only became friends through a mutual love for skating, and an equal amount of loneliness. Though they might have been partially correct, neither minded being alone. Their friendship ran deeper than that: much deeper.
Neither could remember how they had come to talking one day. Maybe it was because they had both turned up early. Or maybe it was because at break, Otabek hadn't had anyone to sit with, and since they had talked earlier in the day, Yuri had offered to sit with Otabek. However, the case still remained the same: they became friends.
