Yuri On Ice × Reader (Oneshots) (Completed)

You didn't know why you were here.

But none the less you were.

And now you wanted to get out.

But his eyes trapped you there.

He kept glancing over your body appreciatively, nodding as you swayed your hips. He put a dollar on the stage, and you picked it up and put it in between your teeth, swinging your hips as you walked back.

It wasn't always like this; you had been wholesome and would have never thought of doing something like this, but it happened.

And there you stood, in your most revealing clothes, doing something that seemed like it would make you able to feel again.

But it didn't. You just felt empty, emotionless. A feeling that had clung tightly to you for a while. And it didn't seem to have any intentions of letting go.

You walked off, into a bathroom, and felt the tears streaming down your face.

~~~

You saw your drunk dancing, burying your face into your palms, your idiotic behaviour ringing through your hangover.

Then your phone started ringing. Cursing at it, you picked up and hear yelling.

Click.

Then it rang again. The yelling was dulled this time, but it still caused knives through your head.

"(Y/N)? Are you okay?"

Tears stream down your face as you mutter a small "no."

"Oh my god, (Y/N), are you okay?" He asks. The you end the call. Emil means well, but wallowing is what you want to do. You hadn't seen him in weeks, he was training for so long. One thing nobody could say is that he's not dedicated. And you suffered.

You threw your phone against the wall, sliding down onto the floor mellow dramatically.

Being away from him for so long had drained the life out of you. And you had heard the stories of him and Sala, and it hurt you immensely. But what hurt more was the fact that he didn't deny them when you asked about them.

"I... uh... I have an interview." He would say before not talking to you for two weeks at a time.

Then a paper was slide under your door, and you unfolded it and read what it says.

Dear (Y/N),
If you're reading this it means something happened. I'm sorry for what I've done but please do not think anything of it. I apologize for what horrible thing I did and I want you to know...

I love you. Please keep that in your heart until we can see each other again and I can prove it.

      Yours truly,
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