The white substance crunches under each of their steps, and its eerily quiet as they wark towards the nearest park. It’s already dark outside, and the snow that fell earlier covers most of the path they walk. The two walk in silence for what seems like minutes. Victor turns his head towards you, and you smile and mouth a “Go with him” before the Russian jogs towards his younger brother, eager to get this over with. “That seems like a good idea.” Is his answer, and Yuri starts walking without another word. This was, in practice, easier said than done. Ran away from them until he figured out a way to deal with it, but in this case, there was no proper way to deal with it rather than accept it.
He’s proud of him, however, the pride puts a weight on his shoulder that pushes at his honor, knowing he should have been the one to do it. This whole ignoring eachother thing is getting boring.” Yuri grumbles, and Victor is surprised as well as a little embarrassed that his younger brother is the first to initiate a conversations. Hinting at the two of them finally making up. You get a quick glance from him, to which you nod towards Victor. Yuri refuses his help but gets up nonetheless. Victor smiles gently, and offers to help him up. Yuri refuses to acknowledge his presence at first, but as a slim hand sits on his shoulder, he can’t help but look up at his older brother. A few steps down, Yuri sits, crouched, with his hood covering his blond locks. A trail of his footsteps is left in the snow as he approaches you, and it is when he stands beside you he realizes you’re not alone. There’s hesitation flickering within his gaze, and he quickly turns the key before stuffing it in his pocket. He’s about to go home, and the key of the building sits in his palm as he was ready to lock the door. You turn your head to him, and offer him a small smile. “Y/n?” Victor calls out as he spots your shadow just outside the building.
Gently you pull away from his touch, and zip up your jacket. Yuri huffs at his presence, and wraps an arm around your waist in protectiveness. Your eyes meet Victor’s as you walk past him and Yuuri, and he looks away in embarrassment and shame, not even bothering to look at his brother. Finishing your lunch, you place your bowl in the dishwasher, before heading back towards the rink, hearing Yuri following close behind. “You gotta be kidding me…”You groan, wondering why it had gotten so far that Yuri refused to even watch his brother perform on screen. He didn’t think much of it, until a familiar face appeared on screen, to which he immediately turned of the TV. Yuri takes a bite of his lunch, averting his gaze towards the screen, where last year’s Grand Prix final was being aired. Even if you didn’t blame him for trying, it had not been the right way to do so. Eventually you grew a huge crush on him and Yuri became interested as well, and right when the two of you were about to become official, Victor happened. His rather dominant nature had captured your attention ever since you needed to pair skate together. The two seemed to be direct opposites, Yuri being rough and a little distrustful, while Victor was gentle, but also a bit naive. Honestly, Yuri was just lucky that you fell for him before Victor even tried, because even if your heart laid with him, Victor had something charming anybody would have trouble with to resist. Which probably makes it even harder for Victor to cope with it.” “You can’t be mad at me for sticking up for him. “He should’ve stuck with coaching piggy…” The boy grumbles under his breath, and he ignores the warning look you offer him. I just happen to understand that why he did it, was because of love and desperation.”
“Please don’t tell me you picked his side.” He just groans at your words, not really looking forward to the confrontation that couldn’t be ignored any longer. You’re adults for god sake, stop acting like children and just talk.” You snap, kicking your feet up the chair next to you, and grabbing the bowl Yuri’s offering you. The tension was unbearable, and while practicing with Yuri was the same as ever, it really wasn’t when knowing somebody else was watching with envy. Yuri had continued pair skating with you, but no one could ignore the burning stares of his brother from the other side of the rink. After the incident, the two brothers hadn’t spoken in 2 weeks. You sigh at the blond sitting opposite you. You can make the reader end up with either one you want?. Can you make a second part to eyes on you? Ft Victor.