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YOI Style 🤣

I found this on facebook and it suposed to be inspired by an original. I just think is funny. A JJ -Otabek ship is just weird but the reactions of the girl amuse me.

an art-inspired drabble

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“We’re done, gentlemen. Thank you for the photo session.”

The last flash fades, and neither of them moves.

Victor thinks this must be the first of many times—standing together after competitions, medals heavy around their necks, cameras pointed at them as if they belong there. Together. His smile grows before he can stop it. He likes the idea too much: his hand resting at Yuuri’s waist, familiar and allowed, something he doesn’t have to think twice about anymore. He wishes—briefly, dangerously—that this could be forever.

Yuuri is warm beneath his hand. Steady. Real. Home.

It’s been home since Victor left Saint Petersburg behind without looking back, since he chose a quiet town in Japan and the skater waiting there over everything he used to be.

Yuuri doesn’t stop smiling either. Victor’s arm stays hooked around his shoulders, like it has no intention of leaving, and Yuuri lets it. He loves this—being held, being chosen so openly it borders on reckless. Victor has always been like that. Smiles, touches, kisses given freely, until Yuuri feels impossibly valuable, like something rare and worth protecting.

Victor had him from the moment he showed up in Hasetsu, unconcerned with pride or expectations, just wanting Yuuri. And Yuuri holds on now, fingers firm at Victor’s side. He doesn’t want to share. He doesn’t want to let go.

Victor is his. And that hand around him makes sure everyone knows it.

“Excuse me,” the photographer says again. “I don’t think you heard me. The session is over.”

It’s been ten minutes since the first time.

They heard him.

They just don’t move.

All they want to do, is to stay in the moment.

Victor can not stop touching Yuuri. He touches him on the shoulder to let him know that he is there and touches his hand to express that he loves him.

He caresses him every time he finds himself amazed by his beauty and he touches his back to express that he supports him and that he will always be there for him.

When he feels a little sad, he hugs Yuuri to forget that he was neglecting life and love for almost 20 years.

In the morning he plays with his fingers while they share breakfast just to see him smile and to feel like the sun is coming out for the second time inside his apartment.

During practices he plays with his hair when he takes a break to drink water, only to feel alive in the middle of that cold place.

When practice is over he takes him by the waist and kisses his forehead to reward him for a hard day's work.

At night he rests his face on the back of Yuuri's neck to breathe in his perfume and realize that everything they live, day by day, is not a dream.

When the sun goes down begins the most special moment of the day. Victor lets Yuuri lean on his shoulder as he pulls out his ice skates, takes him by the hand and leads him to the dressing rooms.

Sometimes Yuuri cries in pain. Sometimes he has so many bruises and wounds that he can not walk. Still, he does not complain, but analyzes the good and the bad of the training day. Yuuri is not weak. Yuuri is sensitive ... but very strong.

They arrive home exhausted. After a warm relaxing bath Victor serves him food, curls him in his arms. He caresses his hair and sometimes sings in Russian ... other times he dedicates words full of love in English, other times in Japanese ... other times he only bathes him with kisses.

Victor heals his wounds and tells him many times that he loves him, that he adores him, that he is special.

Yuuri looks at him with eyes full of love, respect, affection. They kiss, they embrace, they do not stop touching each other.

 So here is my poorly drawn doodle... *runs away*

For all of you who just love to read Fics and have a lot of fun with AU YOI universes...I totally recomend you to read this fic.

 “Dearly Beloved” from @sophialala1 is one of this cute fluffy Fics who develops the YOI story in a universe where soulmates are just the sweetest thing...and so are Yuuri and Victor, who just get to know each other since Yuuri was born.They grow and they will slowly learn from each other and at some point fall in love...

There are a lot of cute/ super funny escenes from this fic that I love but this one from chapter 48  turned out to be one of my favorites!!!! <3 <3 <3 <3

Yuuri is a sweet teenager(almost 14 years old) and he just can’t understand why Rose is letting her soulmate die...so Yuuri cries in desperation and Victor (17), of course, doesn’t exactly know how to react...

Just take a look at this super funny part. Please read it out loud and imagine Yuuri’s crydrops falling...

After about seven different treatments, Yuuri looked more beautiful than any angel, his skin was glowing, his hair looked like something from a commercial and the muscles in his body were so relaxed that he was practically fleeting in Victor’s arms.

They were sitting in one of the launches, one of the few places at the resort where they could actually watch movies.

There was some old American movie playing. Yuuri seemed to like it, but Victor had a more important task at hand. Finding a way to make Yuuri purr.

He had tried massages, petting, playing with Yuuri’s hair and hugging him. But so far, he had nothing.

“Do you think they’re going to make it?” Yuuri asked worriedly.

Victor looked to the screen he had been ignoring for the past two hours. “Of course. It’s a love story, right?”

Yuuri nodded without taking his eyes of the screen.

Victor glanced to the screen in search of a better solution.

“I love you, Jack.” The girl spoke. She was in the water for some reason.

“Don't you do that… Don't you say your goodbyes, not yet. Do you understand me?” The guy or Jack, desperately tried to convince her.

The girl looked sad. “I'm so cold.”

Jack looked hopeful. “Listen, Rose, you're gonna get outta here, you're gonna go on and you're gonna make lots of babies and you're gonna watch 'em grow. You're gonna die an old… an old lady warm in her bed, not here. Not this night. Not like this, do you understand me?”

The girl or Rose, closed her eyes. “I can't feel my body…”

“Winning that ticket, Rose, was the best thing that ever happened to me…” Jack stated. “It brought me to you and I'm thankful for that, Rose. I'm thankful. You must… you must… you must do me this honor, you must promise me that you'll survive. That you won't give up, no matter what happens, no matter how… hopeless. Promise me now, Rose, and never let go of that promise.”

Rose’s voice shook as she spoke. “I promise.”

“Never let go.” Jack pleaded.

Rose looked him sincerely in his eyes. “I will never let go, Jack, I'll never let go.”

“Victor…” Yuuri prodded as he tugged on the sleeve to his robe. “Are they going to make it?”

Victor suddenly wished he had seen that movie before. “I… I don’t know…”

The movie suddenly cut to another boat where someone waved a flashlight over the floating rifts. What was this movie about?

“We waited too long.” Some guy stated.

“No…” Yuuri gasped as he sat up, like he could somehow change the movie by giving it his full attention. “Victor…” He pleaded.

Victor wondered if he should just walk up there and turn the movie off. How dared it upset Yuuri like this?

“She’s alive.” Yuuri sighed in relief as he grabbed Victor’s hand tightly. “They’re going to save them.”

Victor sighed too. He prayed to all the gods that the movie would have a happy ending.

“Jack?” Rose said as she tried to shake Jack awake. “Jack?” She tried again.

“No.” Yuuri said in disbelief. “He can’t be dead, they were going to get out of there together…”

Victor noticed how tears began to pool in Yuuri’s eyes. “Yuuri?” He gently cooed.

“No.” Yuuri said as his voice cracked slightly. “They’re true mates, he can’t just… die…”

“I’ll never let go Jack…” Rose promised. “I’ll never let go.”

“Why are you letting him go?” Yuuri asked the screen. A tear fell down from his face and Victor immediately wiped it away. “You can’t just let him go. Why aren’t you trying to save him?”

“Yuuri.” Victor tried. “It’s just a movie, please don’t cry.”

“Victor…” Yuuri turned to him and hugged Victor as closely as he could. “I love you so much. Don’t ever die like that.”

Victor was taken off guard by the plea, but he couldn’t do much more than hold Yuuri close and make him promises that he would never die.

“Did you like the movie?” Irina asked as she made her daily tour around the resort.

Victor sent Irina a glare that clearly stated that she would have to re-evaluate what she believed to be appropriate movies to view in her resort.

Irina hissed in awkwardness as she snuck away.

Victor just continued to comfort Yuuri until after the credits were done, and then for a few more minutes.

“I’m sure the actors are very good friends.” Victor assured. “They probably have a lot of bloopers from that scene. No one died.”

“This was a stupid movie.” Yuuri sniffled against his shoulder.

“I couldn’t agree more.” Victor stated.

Suddenly, Yuuri pulled away. “If we’re ever on a sinking ship and we end up in icy water, can you promise me that you would take the raft and le me stay in the water.”

Victor’s eyes widened with disbelief. “You can’t be serious.”

Yuuri did look deadly serious. “I will not loose you like Rose lost Jack. I would rather freeze to death than die of a broken heart.”

“Yuuri.” Victor tried.

“Please.” Yuuri sniffled. “Promise me.”

Victor wanted to claim that Yuuri wasn’t being fair. Omega eyes in a moment like this should be forbidden.

But alas, he couldn’t resist them. “I promise that if we’re ever on a sinking ship and end up in freezing water, I will take the raft.” Victor relented. He would just never take Yuuri on a ship. That was an easy solution.

Victor wasn’t a fan of water anyway. Not since the accident on the beach in Japan a couple of years ago. He still hadn’t recovered from it.