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Yuuri curls up on his seat, almost like in a fetal position. The people close to him watch him as he does so, slightly confused as to what he was doing. Sara, who was sitting next to him, wanted to say something but was cut off by Mickey rudely asking what the hell was apparently wrong with him.
"Yuuri, are you alright?" Sara says tentatively, her hand over Michele's mouth to keep him from saying anything else that was blunt and stupid.
"I can't do this." Yuuri mutters, his hands resting on his knees now and he puts his head between the gap of his knees and his chest. Victor was suddenly alarmed and Yuri was too stunned to say anything. Even without her glorious women's intuition, Sara knew that Yuuri wasn't feeling at the top of the world, considering that she literally saw him break down on the ice when he keeled over before he picked himself up and skated over to the Kiss & Cry.
In the back of her head, she was just screaming at Victor to fucking say something. Ugh, even if they weren't that close, she was so going to give Yuuri a much needed pep talk that his oblivious coach certainly can't give him at the moment.
Emil, being the nice guy that he was, said in a cheerful voice, "Yuuri? Want a hug?" Emil offers brightly but Yuuri shook his head and was met with silence.
"What's wrong, Yuuri?" Victor asks.
"I can't do this." The Japanese man repeats. He looks up, gazes blankly at the open space in front of him as if he was not seeing anything at all.
"I can't handle this. Stress is bad for the baby." Yuuri deadpans.
If everyone were drinking something, they would have spat out their drinks in surprise and bewilderment. They all seemed to just go still that is until the Russian Fairy broke the awkward silence.
"Ha?!" Yuri exclaims, jumping to his feet. "What the fuck, Katsudon?!" He fixes the back of the Japanese man's head before he shifts his gaze to Victor, his expression aghast and horrified at the same time. Victor returns the look but looks equally as lost as Yurio. Victor scrambled around for words to say until he finally found something that was easy enough to roll off his tongue,
"Yuuri, what baby?" Victor said with the weirdest expression on his face. He looks like he was in-between wanting to laugh out loud (from happiness or just incredulity, no one knew) and bewilderment at his fiance's words.
Without even missing a beat, Yuuri opens his mouth and lets out, "Me." he breathes. "I'm the baby." Yuuri says, completely straight-faced and his tone was so dead, it belongs in an unmarked grave. They all stare at him, mouths falling open and jaw dropping to the floor in disbelief.
Except, Emil. He was just as completely confused as the rest of them but he was still smiling like the eternal sunshine baby that he was.
After a while, Victor manages to string two brain cells together and form a cohesive sentence. "Um... shall we go back to the hotel, then?" He offers. Yuuri jerks his head in confirmation and then lifts his arms as if anticipating a hug, or more likely, to be carried like a baby. Victor didn't know what else to do but to humour him though the smile he had on seemed forced for Yuuri's sake. He lifts Yuuri in his arms, one arm tucked underneath the folds of Yuuri's knees and the other holding his back and presses him against his chest. Yuuri automatically wraps his arms around Victor's neck and buries his face against his chest.
They were half expecting him to start sucking on his thumb or something.
All of them could only gape as Victor takes his fiance towards the staircase and disappear from view. Yurio was still in a state of utter disbelief, sounding as if he was choking since he can't find anything remotely insulting to say, even while he had a wide window of opportunity to do it. Sara was forced to realize that Yuuri is completely past the need for a pep talk and seriously just needs an aroma therapy bath or something to calm down.
Michele was still reeling (and shuddering) from his own wild imaginations of the Japanese closet pervert being pregnant with the Living Legend's baby (even going as far as to do the math starting from last year's GPF Banquet until now) and Emil was still up for hugs.
He resolves to hug Yuuri when they meet again later.