#otayuuri

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[pose/style from incaseyouart]

To a Stranger, a fic by @omgkatsudonplease for @yoisoulmatezine

Otabek meets his soulmate in Barcelona, and it’s not the person he wanted.

This was a request from @roaming-the-greenwood that I forgot to upload here (sorry c::) 

Here is some Otayuuri in Saint Petersburg~ 

“Yuuri Katsuki?”

He flinches at the voice. Slowly, Yuuri looks up to see Otabek Altin standing in front of him with an unreadable face. “Oh umm, Otabek?” Licking his lips, Yuuri grips his knees tighter. “Is there--anything you need?”

Otabek doesn’t reply. Instead, he takes a seat beside him on the floor, their shoulders almost touching. Yuuri watches him takes his phone and earphones from his jacket and Yuuri fidgets more. He doesn’t know what Otabek is doing here, sitting beside him and he’s too nervous to ask for the reason.

“Here.” Otabek offers an earphone for him, the other half is already on Otabek’s ear.

There’s nothing he can do but takes the earphone. “Thanks?” Yuuri puts the earphone to his ear, feeling even more confused but Otabek just nods and starts scrolling on his phone. It’s not long until a soft instrumental music plays on his ear and the voice follows soon after. “What is this song?”

“Cayman Islands by Kings of Convenience,” Otabek answers.

The song reminds him of Hasetsu, with its quiet mornings on the beach. Unintentionally, Yuuri starts to relax. He leans back against the wall, feeling the heat of Otabek’s shoulder on his as Yuuri closes his eyes. He can almost see himself sitting on the sand, the waves tickling his feet as he stares at the sunrise, waiting for the sky to turns blue.

“There’s still 30 minutes before we need to get back to the rink,” Otabek says.

Yuuri smiles softly, feeling his worry to be much more manageable with Hasetsu beach on his mind. “Thank you,” he says sincerely.

Otabek shrugs, but he leans his head further into Yuuri’s space to show Yuuri the songs on his phone. Yuuri finds he doesn’t mind it, the feeling of Otabek’s body on his side and their heads close together.