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The Client

Otabek helped Yuri lower himself onto the couch before sitting down. “That’s hard to say. Whoever it was could still be nearby, but we don’t know if they’re capable of…” How could he put it so that it wouldn’t scare Yuri? “Fulfilling their threats. When you saw this face, a while ago- did you catch any features?”

“Well, if you could make this exception more often, it would be much appreciated on my part…” Otabek smirked, letting himself bask in the attention. “I didn’t move in with you because you’re sweet. I like you feisty.” Otabek chuckled quietly. “Mmh. Yeah. Sounds good.”

“I will try my best, but I need to focus on my skating, so I can kick Victor’s ass on the ice” Yuri said. “But in my days off, and after practice… I can think just of you! In the other times, you have to share~” Yuri giggled and nuzzled Otabek’s nose with his own. “I like you handsome, just as you always are~ But I bet you like me also sweet. Carry me to the bathroom?” He purred his voice sweet

“I suppose that’s fair enough… Even though I know for a fact that you could beat him without working yourself this hard. He doesn’t stand a chance against you.” Otabek quickly kissed Yuri’s cheek before pushing himself up off of the couch with a groan. “Since you asked so nicely…” He grinned, easily picking Yuri up bridal style.

The Client

Otabek helped Yuri lower himself onto the couch before sitting down. “That’s hard to say. Whoever it was could still be nearby, but we don’t know if they’re capable of…” How could he put it so that it wouldn’t scare Yuri? “Fulfilling their threats. When you saw this face, a while ago- did you catch any features?”

“Well, if you could make this exception more often, it would be much appreciated on my part…” Otabek smirked, letting himself bask in the attention. “I didn’t move in with you because you’re sweet. I like you feisty.” Otabek chuckled quietly. “Mmh. Yeah. Sounds good.”

“I will try my best, but I need to focus on my skating, so I can kick Victor’s ass on the ice” Yuri said. “But in my days off, and after practice… I can think just of you! In the other times, you have to share~” Yuri giggled and nuzzled Otabek’s nose with his own. “I like you handsome, just as you always are~ But I bet you like me also sweet. Carry me to the bathroom?” He purred his voice sweet

“I suppose that’s fair enough… Even though I know for a fact that you could beat him without working yourself this hard. He doesn’t stand a chance against you.” Otabek quickly kissed Yuri’s cheek before pushing himself up off of the couch with a groan. “Since you asked so nicely…” He grinned, easily picking Yuri up bridal style.

The Client

Otabek helped Yuri lower himself onto the couch before sitting down. “That’s hard to say. Whoever it was could still be nearby, but we don’t know if they’re capable of…” How could he put it so that it wouldn’t scare Yuri? “Fulfilling their threats. When you saw this face, a while ago- did you catch any features?”

Yuri coughed and coughed, until the saliva he was spitting turned into a pink one. He collapsed on his seat, breathing hard and looking at Otabek. His lips escaped a loud cry of pain, followed by more. His whole body hurt. He reached weakly for Otabek, for the one who was easing his pain a bit. “Be..ah..”

“I’m here. I won’t leave, I promise,” He assured Yuri, patting his hand in an attempt at comforting the blond. In his head, he was cursing the traffic with every word he could imagine, but he tried to remain outwardly calm for Yuri’s sake. “Almost there, okay? Just have to get to the parking lot and then you’ll get help.”

Yuri whimpered in pain and squeezed Otabek’s hand with the small amount of force he had. He placed his body guard’s hand on his own wet cheek and sighed a bit in relief. He felt so cold, but in the same time so hot, and Otabek’s hand was cold over his swollen bruise. He felt safe feeling that he was with someone who could protect him. Yuri looked through Otabek, his eyes closing. He was so tired

Otabek managed to park up easily, trying not to put any pressure on Yuri’s bruise. “I’ll have to carry you in,” He explained as he started to lift Yuri out of the car. “Try and tell me if I hurt you. And stay awake.” He said, tying his best not to jolt Yuri as he walked quickly towards the emergency department. “Is it alright if I tell them about your job? It might help them…”

Yuri was almost alarmingly thin, so carrying him wasn’t an issue until he started to thrash about. Otabek didn’t want to hold him tighter in case it scared him, but he also didn’t want to drop him. “No- no, nobody’s going to do that here. Especially not me, you’re okay,” He said, stopping in his path to try and calm the Russian.

Yuri kept struggling until he broke in a new wave of coughs. He wetted Otabek’s shirt with saliva and mucus, but it let him too exhausted to fight anymore. “No job…plea… You… Beh protec meh…” He clung on his shirt and looked in Otabek’s eyes with green and unfocused, but pleading and sad eyes. Yuri was reduced to just a mess of weak whimperes, cries and pleadings

Otabek looked desperately around for any hospital staff. “Excuse me!” He called out. He was beginning to feel as helpless as Yuri looked. “Can we get some help? Please?” He turned back to Yuri and lowered his voice, gently stroking his blond hair. “I won’t hurt you. I promise.” He looked up to the sound of a nurse running towards them.

“Oh-” Otabek quickly regained his composure as he lay Yuri on the floor as gently as he could and then rolled him onto his side. He looked back up at the nurse. “He’s choking- he took some pills and now he’s choking-” He practically pulled the nurse to the ground.

Yuri was all shaking and moving without any sense. He was trying to get up but he was too confused and disoriented. His head fell back down as another wave of nausea rushed over him, followed by more chocking. The time without pills and the old pills had caused that to his body, his brain was not working well anymore

“Fuck- do something!” Otabek urged, finally letting his worries show now that he had someone else to care for Yuri. “His name’s Yuri. He’s… sexually active. The bruises and sensitivity come from that. Um… oh, the pills-” Otabek started listing any information that might be helpful while the nurse focused on keeping Yuri’s head tilted to the side to keep his airway clear. He was soon handed the offending pills by Otabek. “These were discontinued years ago…” The nurse muttered. “We need to get him inside. Go, find a wheelchair, stretcher, anything,” He told Otabek, who ran off immediately in search of one.

Yuri moved his head in confusion in his puking breaks, from Otabek to the other person who was touching him. As he finally stopped and catched his breath a bit, he saw Otabek leaving. He screamed. As loud as he could. He tried to move in Otabek’s direction, but he was running too fast. “Beh! Be-ah! Aaaa!” He reached weakly for him and cried, still screaming

The nurse was quick to stop Yuri from moving. "It's Yuri, isn't it? I'm a nurse. Is that man a family member? He'll be back soon, so there's no need to worry." As if on cue, Otabek returned with a wheelchair, gasping for breath. "Sorry. I'm- I'm back." He didn't have much time to recover from his spring before he was helping to lift Yuri into the chair.

The Client

Otabek helped Yuri lower himself onto the couch before sitting down. “That’s hard to say. Whoever it was could still be nearby, but we don’t know if they’re capable of…” How could he put it so that it wouldn’t scare Yuri? “Fulfilling their threats. When you saw this face, a while ago- did you catch any features?”

Yuri coughed and coughed, until the saliva he was spitting turned into a pink one. He collapsed on his seat, breathing hard and looking at Otabek. His lips escaped a loud cry of pain, followed by more. His whole body hurt. He reached weakly for Otabek, for the one who was easing his pain a bit. “Be..ah..”

“I’m here. I won’t leave, I promise,” He assured Yuri, patting his hand in an attempt at comforting the blond. In his head, he was cursing the traffic with every word he could imagine, but he tried to remain outwardly calm for Yuri’s sake. “Almost there, okay? Just have to get to the parking lot and then you’ll get help.”

Yuri whimpered in pain and squeezed Otabek’s hand with the small amount of force he had. He placed his body guard’s hand on his own wet cheek and sighed a bit in relief. He felt so cold, but in the same time so hot, and Otabek’s hand was cold over his swollen bruise. He felt safe feeling that he was with someone who could protect him. Yuri looked through Otabek, his eyes closing. He was so tired

Otabek managed to park up easily, trying not to put any pressure on Yuri’s bruise. “I’ll have to carry you in,” He explained as he started to lift Yuri out of the car. “Try and tell me if I hurt you. And stay awake.” He said, tying his best not to jolt Yuri as he walked quickly towards the emergency department. “Is it alright if I tell them about your job? It might help them…”

Yuri was almost alarmingly thin, so carrying him wasn’t an issue until he started to thrash about. Otabek didn’t want to hold him tighter in case it scared him, but he also didn’t want to drop him. “No- no, nobody’s going to do that here. Especially not me, you’re okay,” He said, stopping in his path to try and calm the Russian.

Yuri kept struggling until he broke in a new wave of coughs. He wetted Otabek’s shirt with saliva and mucus, but it let him too exhausted to fight anymore. “No job…plea… You… Beh protec meh…” He clung on his shirt and looked in Otabek’s eyes with green and unfocused, but pleading and sad eyes. Yuri was reduced to just a mess of weak whimperes, cries and pleadings

Otabek looked desperately around for any hospital staff. “Excuse me!” He called out. He was beginning to feel as helpless as Yuri looked. “Can we get some help? Please?” He turned back to Yuri and lowered his voice, gently stroking his blond hair. “I won’t hurt you. I promise.” He looked up to the sound of a nurse running towards them.

“Oh-” Otabek quickly regained his composure as he lay Yuri on the floor as gently as he could and then rolled him onto his side. He looked back up at the nurse. “He’s choking- he took some pills and now he’s choking-” He practically pulled the nurse to the ground.

Yuri was all shaking and moving without any sense. He was trying to get up but he was too confused and disoriented. His head fell back down as another wave of nausea rushed over him, followed by more chocking. The time without pills and the old pills had caused that to his body, his brain was not working well anymore

"Fuck- do something!" Otabek urged, finally letting his worries show now that he had someone else to care for Yuri. "His name's Yuri. He's... sexually active. The bruises and sensitivity come from that. Um... oh, the pills-" Otabek started listing any information that might be helpful while the nurse focused on keeping Yuri's head tilted to the side to keep his airway clear. He was soon handed the offending pills by Otabek. "These were discontinued years ago..." The nurse muttered. "We need to get him inside. Go, find a wheelchair, stretcher, anything," He told Otabek, who ran off immediately in search of one.

“Well, if you could make this exception more often, it would be much appreciated on my part…” Otabek smirked, letting himself bask in the attention. “I didn’t move in with you because you’re sweet. I like you feisty.” Otabek chuckled quietly. “Mmh. Yeah. Sounds good.”

“I will try my best, but I need to focus on my skating, so I can kick Victor’s ass on the ice” Yuri said. “But in my days off, and after practice… I can think just of you! In the other times, you have to share~” Yuri giggled and nuzzled Otabek’s nose with his own. “I like you handsome, just as you always are~ But I bet you like me also sweet. Carry me to the bathroom?” He purred his voice sweet

"I suppose that's fair enough... Even though I know for a fact that you could beat him without working yourself this hard. He doesn't stand a chance against you." Otabek quickly kissed Yuri's cheek before pushing himself up off of the couch with a groan. "Since you asked so nicely..." He grinned, easily picking Yuri up bridal style.

@vikthebitch this is yura n beks in the most recent roleplay bahahaha))