fake dating Au

My Bumblebee Fanfiction Recommendation I

Hey, so since I got some positive feedback on my earlier post, I will do a short fanfiction recommendation. It might be that those are already known among you, but I will just do more over time, as I would like to keep those list short.

Yang Xiao Long, hottest new pro-wrestler, wild child and Blake Belladonna, newly graduated journalist’s biggest hurdle on her way to a career in writing. After an interview gone surprisingly well, tensions grow when they’re both photographed by paparazzi in a compromising position. Media outlets everywhere decide to question their relationship, or lack thereof, and it’s not long before they play along. a Bumbleby fake dating AU.

I really enjoyed reading this one and it’s one I would read again, because it’s so well written. The build up is perfect and your emotions are just left wanting more. It seems like the Author does not continue to write it, but the way it ends is enough to be seen as finished, in my opinion.

Realising her daughter, Kit Belladonna, needs swimming lessons, Blake is roped in too, where their swimming instructor, and Kit’s P.E teacher, happens to be Yang Xiao Long. Blake’s past comes back to haunt her as Yang struggles with her confidence but will love bloom between the pair? Who knows? But most of all - ENJOY!

I usually don’t read stories with children in it, as not a lot are very good done in my opinion. But this one was done really well. The way the kid is portrayed is utterly cute, and how Blake is reacting towards Yang is very interesting and also quite mature.

A series of related short chapters in chronological order of Blake and Yang’s relationship as they grow closer together. From the meeting in the Emerald Forest to later in life. Concentrated Bumblebee/Bumbleby fluff. First fanfic ever.

It follows the canon story and was very well done and fits perfectly into the world.

Ten lien to get a glimpse of the person you would spend the rest of your life with? 16-year-old Blake thought it was stupid and didn’t think much of it. Four years later, she sees the woman in her vision and starts to wonder if her future had already been laid out for her. True in every sense, the course of true love never did run smooth.

I really loved the way it was build up, and then how the writing style changed later made it really interesting to me to follow each character on their own journey. And of course we have Sun, the Wingman!

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By Organization for Transformative Works

*final fantasy 7 fanfare plays* 

the end of a wretched era is finally here - my blackmadhi fake dating au is complete 

anonymous asked:

Ah I'm writing a Bruce/Tony fic based off of a crappy Christmas romcom. It's a fake dating au -🦕

will you please send it to me if you decide to publish it? that’s RIGHT up my alley! 

Be My Boyfriend


“Dean, be my boyfriend!” Castiel hissed.

Dean’s attention was pulled away from Charlie (who snorted into her drink) when Castiel grabbed his arm.

“Uh,” Dean said, feeling like he was missing out on some vital information. Castiel’s wide eyes were a little too bright and his cheeks were flushed with pink, indicating that he was probably a little bit drunk, though that still didn’t help clear up the situation.

“Come here!” Castiel dragged Dean by the arm across the crowded room until they stood in front of a short brunette who Dean thought was named Meg. Castiel wrapped his arm around Dean’s waist and squeezed him to his side.

“I told you!” he told Meg triumphantly. “I have a boyfriend!”

Meg looked Dean up and down incredulously. “You’re dating Dean Winchester?”

Starting to catch on, Dean put a possessive arm around Castiel’s shoulders. “Yeah, he is. Got a problem with that?”

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Supercorp Fake Dating AUs

half melted m&m’sbs13

  • Lena needs a fake wife in order to stay in the country, and Kara happens to be in the wrong place at the wrong time. Nothing says true love like marrying the boss your family hates, right? AU.

we are what we pretend to beC_AND_B

  • After the unrestricted office access, and the flowers, and the surprise visits to Catco, everyone just kinda starts to assume Kara and Lena are dating, and maybe they should let them. (AKA, Lena and Kara really just date whilst pretending they’re fake dating).

Luthor Escort Servicesuhpockuhlipz

  • Kara needs a last minute date to her sister’s wedding. Luthor’s Escort Services is there to help, but Lena is nothing like what Kara was expecting

Not Exactly Dating captain_golden

  • Lena’s panicked eyes met Kara’s. She furiously shook her head and put her finger up to her lips. And then she sighed. “Yes mother, someone is here with me.” Lena motioned for Kara to come closer. “It’s my- ah- girlfriend. She’s a reporter with CatCo.” Lena looked at Kara pleadingly.

in the sunisawet

  • Lena needs a date and Kara needs a job. (fake dating supercorp)

call on me, darlingecho_wolf

  • A fake engagement between the CEO of L-Corp and her assistant? Nothing could possibly go wrong. Feelings couldn’t possibly be caught.

let me be your rulerlostariels

  • When Kara unexpectedly comes to find herself on the throne of Krypton, she soon finds herself being part of an even bigger plan that was set into motion by her dead parents, when she was a child. A secret contract was made, arranging a marriage between Kara Zor-El, Princess of Krypton, and Lena Luthor, Princess of Thorul, and now the two girls have to hold up her end of the bargain or risk losing their titles and lives of luxury if they don’t. Begrudgingly, the two girls have no choice but to agree to the arranged marriage, and the fake relationship then ensues in the public eye. It’s not as easy as it seems though, to bluff their way through a relationship with the whole world watching, and Kara and Lena are too stubborn for their own good, finding themselves butting heads at every turn. Especially when feelings and pride get thrown into the mix.

As luck would have itspacemanearthgirl

  • Who knew that bumping into a stranger in a bar could turn into this? Or Kara meets Lena at a bar then Lena pretends to be her girlfriend to get rid of Mike.

Oblivious BiJane

  • Lena has a crush on Kara. Lena’s too afraid to tell Kara. Obviously, the only solution is to make Kara jealous by dating Supergirl.

Need that picture of youorangefish19

  • The one where Kara gets shot, kiss the girl and they have to pretend to date because someone had a camera.

Disconnect / Reconnect Turtlelady9

  • Slight Alternative Universe. Set about a year after Luthors. After a year of not seeing or speaking with Lena Luthor at all, Kara Danvers receives an unexpected phone call that her wife Lena Luthor-Danvers and baby daughter Zara were admitted to the hospital in Metropolis after a car accident. Are the ladies really married? Is Lena’s daughter also Kara’s? Follow Kara on her journey to figure out what’s going on. Will Lena know what’s going on after she wakes up from her injuries?

The ProposalAlexdanverswrites

  • Lena Luthor is a cold, callous editor in chief at one of the top publishing companies in the world. Kara is her long-suffering assistant who hopes to be an editor one day. When Lena faces the threat of deportation, she makes Kara an offer. The job of her dreams in exchange for one thing: her hand in marriage.

we’ve all heard of the fake dating trope… but have u considered.. fake exes trope…..

  • ‘my new romance-obsessed friend asked me who my last date was with and i was too embarrassed to say i’ve never been on a date so i blurted your name and it turns out they know you’ au
  • ‘i didn’t want to tell my friend who my real date last night was so i just pointed at a random stranger (you) but now they’re storming over to interrogate you and you’re playing along??? okay’ au
  • ‘a mutual friend tried to introduce us, but we already knew each other from LARPing but we’re both too embarrassed to admit that so i jokingly said we used to date and oh god now our friend wont stop interrogating us about it’ au
  • ‘im egging your house for a dare but your parent is a cop and they’re yelling at me so i told them that you were my ex and you wronged me and now you’re coming outside and please go along with this i don’t want to go to jail’ au
  • ‘my current partner is a huge asshole and i need a reason to break up with them so will you pretend to be my possessive and violent ex’ au
  • ‘we’re contestants on a reality show and we kind of hate each other so the producers told us to pretend to be warring exes for the ratings so now we keep inventing crazier and crazier things the other did while we were dating’ au
Fake Dating AUs

List of Supercorp related fake dating AUs
(click on the titles to get to the fanfics)

Requested by @youreremarkable

  1. The return of the damned - orangefish19
  2. Disconnect / Reconnect - Turtlelady9
    (also fake marriage au)
  3. Learning to love - canadiancop
    (also movie star au)
  4. The perfect alibi - whats-the-difference (texadian)
  5. In the sun - isawet
  6. Behind the eyes - prettyaveragewhiteshark
    (also fake marriage au)
  7. Need that picture of you - orangefish19
  8. Half melted m&m’s - bs13
    (’The Proposal’ AU)
  9. Sober Heart - melackerman 
    (also royalty au)
  10. Let me hold you (and I’ll never let go) - commanderofcandles
  11. The roles we play - ForeverInsomniac
  12. Begin Again - coldcoffeebabe 
    (also coffee shop and college au)
  13. I won’t say I’m in love - KittyKarnstein96
    (also hogwarts au)
  14. The Proposal - Alexdanverswrites 
    (’The Proposal’ au)
  15. Fake dating agency - SilentRain91
    (no powers au)
  16. Fool’s gold - colororange
  17. Home for the holidays - orphan__account
  18. One for the road - CosimaHellahaus
  19. Call on me, darling - echo__wolf
    (’The Proposal’ au)
  20. Scared and blind - anotherwanderer10
  21. Not exactly dating - captain_golden
  22. Oblivious - BiJane

I’m not sure if fake dating counts as AU but I’m gonna go with it - message me if you liked any of the fics in particular!

Also feel free to message me any time to asks for recs or requests!

Steady Feet, Don’t Fail Me Now

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Pairing: Reddie


word count: 9,870

Summary:  “You know how to dance?” Eddie demands, still skeptical, and Richie is almost offended.
“Yes, actually,” he scoffs with a good natured laugh. “Is that so hard to believe?”
Eddie opens his mouth, but Richie cuts him off before he can tell his friend that yes, that’s incredibly hard to believe.
“Don’t answer that, dickhead,” Richie says as he gets up, wiping his sweaty palms onto his jeans. “C’mon, get up.” He instructs and holds out a hand to pull Eddie to his feet. “I’m teaching you.”

also known as the fake dating fic 


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Once Upon a Dream  by objectlesson for @jlf23tumble Happy birthday Jen, this probably has typos in it but I wasn’t gonna make you beta your own present. 

“M’not gonna half-ass our fake relationship,” Louis almost snaps, voice sharp with a defensive edge, like Harry wandered too close to a bruise with needy fingers. “Now kiss me again. We’re gonna make every shitty tourist here wish they had stayed in the Midwest. We’re gonna burn Disneyland down with our gay. ”

Harry shuts his eyes and opens his mouth, because he can’t fucking say no to Louis.

Or, a fake dating AU where everyone is lying and they happen to be at the Happiest Place on Earth.

I WROTE THIS IN THREE DAYS AND I FEEL INSANE BUT HOPEFULLY IT’S NOT GARBAGE???? Thank you @newleafover for the three am beta job and endless encouragement. I could not have done it without you. 

Fake | Bang Chan

Genre: fluff

Summary: In which a fake relationship seems like the right idea to prove a point

Word Count: 4.6k

Note: -

Love was something precious and something that you wanted to experience full-hearted and truly without doubts or insecurities. You wanted to fall hard and unexpected for the boy of your dreams. Although you knew that this wasn’t how things worked out, you still liked to think and dream about it that way.

It came the time when your friends started dating and suddenly, it was so important who made out with who and who dated and who didn’t. As expected, you counted to the people that didn’t. Sure, a few shared kisses and some innocent hand holding happened, but not the big true love you hoped for.

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Courferre fake dating au where Courfeyrac is Instagram famous and his PR tells him the best way to reach his next follower goal is to hire a fake attractive boyfriend.

Of course when Courfeyrac thinks “attractive boyfriend” for some reason the first place his mind goes to is Combeferre, and Combeferre does owe him a favour for that time he pulled an all nighter helping him study. They’re so close anyway it would look so much more natural than hiring a stranger, and he’s just so photogenic… What could possibly go wrong?


For @baneismydragon based on that one little idea you had.  Have a drabble.

“I’m sorry, I’m really busy right now-“

“Hey, don’t worry about it, babe.  I can wait.”

Sabine turned around and frowned, busying herself with arranging the vegetables set out to look more pleasing to the eye for the excuse of something to do to try and let the jerk that had been following her around for the past fifteen minutes know that she really could not talk right now.

Not that he was taking the hint.

And not that she would ever want to talk to him normally.

But her boss had made it clear that scaring off one more customer was a one way ticket to getting fired. And she needed this job.

“So, how about on your break you and I head around back and-“

Sabine was just deciding that she didn’t need this job that much when a large shadow fell over her.

“Are you bothering my girlfriend?”

Excuse me?!’ Sabine looked up, paused, then looked even further up.

A young man, probably about her own age, was standing between her and the creep who had been following her around.  He was, to put it simply, big.  Sabine wasn’t sure she had ever met someone so tall or broad, and her jaw dropped slightly as he crossed arms that had to be as thick around as her waist.

“I… um… uh…” The creep was backing away, attention fully on the man glaring at him.

“Get out of here.  If I see you around again, I’ll deal with you personally.” The young man unfolded his arms to quietly pop the knuckles on first one, then the other hand.

Sabine was certain, as the creep scurried off, that she had just went from the frying pan to the fire.

Suddenly the young man’s glower lightened, and he turned to beam a positively sunny smile at her. Now that he was facing her, she could tell that his eyes were bluer than any she had seen before, the blue of the deep ocean.

“Sorry about that, miss. I saw that he was bothering you, and I figured you couldn’t tell him off because of being at work, so…” He gave a sheepish smile, rubbing at the back of his neck with one hand.

Sabine’s knees went weak with relief, and she returned his smile with one of her own.  “Thank you.  My manager said that if I went off on one more customer that he’d fire me.”

The man blinked, then frowned and stuck his chin out in indignation.  “That’s awful!  You should be able to defend yourself while working.  Do you get guys like him often?”

“Way more than I’d like.” Sabine sighed and shook her head, nearly wanting to spit with irritation.  “They think I’m exotic because I’m Chinese.”

The man frowned a little, then gave her a shy, sweet smile.  “If you want, I could come and scare them off anytime you need me to.  I work in the bakery across the street as an apprentice.” He suddenly jumped, and his smile became more than a little sheepish. “I’m Tom, by the way.  Tom Dupain.”

Sabine smiled, and reached out to take the hand he held out and shake it.  “It’s nice to meet you, Tom.  I’m Sabine Cheng.  And yes, I’d like that a lot.”

madametaureus  asked:

#10 pls plus #28 if possible :>

#8 and #10 please!!!!! 💖💙💖💙

10) Things You Said That Made Me Feel Like Shit

Yuuri cursed internally as he walked along the corridor and wondered, not for the first time, how he had allowed Viktor to talk him into something so ridiculous.

Accompanying Viktor to his cousin’s wedding was one thing. They had been friends for years, no-one would have batted an eyelid at Viktor bringing him as a plus one. But coming with Viktor while pretending to be his date…that was something else entirely.

“Please Yuuri,” Viktor had begged, puppy dog eyes wide in the way that he knew Yuuri had never been able to resist. “I can’t stand another wedding full of people asking when it’s going to be my turn to get married, and shoving their available children at me when they find out I’m single! It’s torture. All I need is one weekend of you pretending we’re together. Then we can pretend we broke up amicably the next time we see any of them and everything will be fine.”

And Yuuri had agreed. Because Yuuri was an idiot.

When he had told Phichit later that same day, his friend had laughed so hard Yuuri was worried he was in danger of passing out.

“So you’re telling me,” Phichit had gasped between bouts of hysterical laughter. “That you agreed to pretend to be the boyfriend of the person you’ve been secretly pining after since you were a teenager? Yuuri, even for you, that’s a new low. You once nearly passed out when you saw him shirtless, how are you going to survive an entire weekend pretending to date him? It’s Viktor, it’s not like he’s going to hold back on the PDA!”

Phichit had been, unfortunately, right. The entire weekend had been a special kind of hell for Yuuri and it was entirely one of his own making. Every time Viktor wrapped and arm around him, or twined his fingers with Yuuri’s own, or pressed chaste kisses to Yuuri’s cheek and whispered endearments in Yuuri’s ear, Yuuri’s heart raced so frantically he was sure it was about to beat right out of his chest. It was everything he had ever wanted under the worst possible circumstances and that only made it hurt all the more.

Yuuri continued to hurry along the corridor as he thought, heading for his and Viktor’s room. Their shared room. Because of course, on top of everything else, he had somehow agreed to spend the weekend sleeping in the same bed as the man that he was hopelessly in love with and pretending that it was completely platonic. The fact that Viktor liked to sleep in only his underwear hadn’t helped matters in the slightest.

When Yuuri reached the door to their room however, he stopped. The door hung slightly ajar and he could hear the sound of voices drifting through. One was familiar, the sound of Viktor’s smooth accent comforting to Yuuri’s ears. The other was less so. After a few seconds, Yuuri recognised it as Chris, one of Viktor’s old friends, whom Yuuri had met a handful of times.

“I have to say Viktor, I was surprised when I heard about you and Yuuri,” Chris’ voice floated through the door and Yuuri froze at the sound of his own name. “That was…unexpected.”

Viktor laughed and Yuuri remained frozen in place, knowing he should announce his presence but unable to move.  

“Yuuri and I aren’t actually together Chris.” Viktor said. His voice was light but there was something slightly off about it, something Yuuri couldn’t quite put his finger on. “You know that’s never going to happen.”

The words hit Yuuri like a punch to the gut, an unexpected pain clawing its way up his throat and bringing tears stinging to his eyes. He had known, of course, that everything he had Viktor had been doing for the past couple of days was all an elaborate ruse. But to hear that it would never be true. To hear from Viktor’s own mouth that the idea of he and Yuuri together was laughable. That…hurt. Far, far more than Yuuri had ever expected.

Stumbling slightly, he turned away from the door and hurried back the way he had come, furiously wiping at his eyes. He had never admitted it to himself, but there had always been a part of him that had hoped that one day, maybe he and Viktor could be more. That the easy friendship they had might gradually become something else, something better. That maybe one day, Viktor would look to his side to see Yuuri standing there and suddenly realise, ‘it’s you. It’s been you all along.’

But that was just a stupid dream. And one that Yuuri would finally have to let go of for good.

Chris shot Viktor a disbelieving stare, one eyebrow raised.

“What?” Viktor snapped and Chris rolled his eyes, looking exasperated.

“You know what!” Chris replied, still staring pointedly at his friend. “You bringing Yuuri here as your date was only unexpected because I thought you’d never get up the courage to actually ask him.”

“You know that I can’t,” Viktor sighed, shoulders slumping slightly as he spoke. “Yuuri just wants us to be friends. He made that much very clear.”

“Oh please,” Chris waved away Viktor’s concern with a flick of his wrist. “Just because he blew you off at that party years ago doesn’t mean nothing is ever going to happen between the two of you now. I’ve seen the way you look at each other.”

Viktor remained unconvinced.

“We danced together, I told him how much I loved him, asked him on a date and then the next day, he never showed!” Viktor pointed out, voice cracking slightly. “Then the next time I saw him, he acted like nothing had ever happened. He was clearly embarrassed if he never wants to talk about it again, and I’m not going to push him.”

Viktor sighed, running his fingers through his hair, shoulders still hunched. Chris watched him, face filled with pity.

“I’d rather just be friends than lose him for good.”

anonymous asked:

i don't know if you've done this already but could you write some fake dating prompts, pretty please? maybe with two best friends, or two enemies even, that end up falling for each other? you're such a beautiful writer by the way, please let us know if you ever publish anything, you're absolutely amazing xx

1) “No one notices newly weds, the PDA is too uncomfortable,” their boss said.
I nodded in agreement - it sure was!
“Which,” their boss said. “Is why the two of you are going to be posing as newly weds to get the scoop at the function.”
They were going to what now. 

2) “So you two are dating?”
“No, no,” they laughed. “It’s a joke. Fake. People kept assuming we were dating because we’re such good friends, so we started pretend dating to get stuff and to mess with everyone.”
“But you go on dates, and kiss, and hold hands, and you’re exclusive.”
“Yeah, but it’s just an act.” They paused, mind straying to how, now, when everyone left the room they hadn’t quite stopped with the pet names and the touching. It had become so ingrained. What if someone walked in suddenly, after all? “…it’s just method acting,” they said. Their heart pounded.
The other person blinked at them. The silence stretched.
“Oh my god we’re dating.” 

3) It became something of a competition on who could be a better date. It was hilarious. They were doing so well - up until now when their stomach had bottomed out. “What’s the matter?” their friend teased with a sunny grin. “You look dazzled. Are you in love with me or something?”
Oh shit. Houston we have a problem. Abort mission. Shit. 

originalharryies  asked:

54 please?

54 cause I’m a sucker for angst

54 viktuuri please and thank you!
54 for the “things you said” ask prompt pls!!!

54) things you always meant to say but never got the chance

This is a continuation of my Fake Dating AU (Part 1 can be found here)

Yuuri had never meant to catch the bouquet.

Really, he hadn’t. All he had been doing was minding his own business, milling around with the other guests. Viktor had been by his side and Yuuri had been resolutely trying not to notice every time their fingers brushed together, or the spark of warmth it still sent through him, even now. He had been entirely caught up in his own thoughts when he had heard a shout. Startled, he had looked up, only to see a bunch of flowers hurtling towards him.

He had caught them on instinct, his only thought being avoiding being hit by a face full of roses. It was only once the flowers were in his hand that he recognised them, with a sinking feeling in his gut.

It was the bridal bouquet.

Looking up, Yuuri took in the sea of faces surrounding him. Several pissed of bridesmaids, all glowering at him in envy. The bride standing a few feet away, looking delighted. The rest of the guests, staring at he and Viktor with encouraging smiles on their faces. And Viktor, looking just as startled as Yuuri felt, staring at the flowers in Yuuri’s hands.

There were several wolf-whistles from the crowd and one of the men nearest Viktor gave him a playful nudge, nodding to where Yuuri stood frozen.

“You’re a lucky man Nikiforov,” he said with an exaggerated wink, and Yuuri could feel a flush of crimson spread across his cheeks at the words. “I guess we wont have long to wait until we hear a big announcement from you and your boyfriend then.”

For a second, Yuuri debated the merits of just running away. He knew exactly what catching the bouquet was supposed to signify in this context, and he could tell from the expression on Viktor’s face that he did too. Whoever caught the flowers, at least as far as the superstition went, was destined to be the next to be married. After what he had overheard that morning however, the last thing that Yuuri wanted was people coming up to him all through the night and joking about when he and Viktor’s wedding would be. Not now that he had heard, from Viktor’s own mouth, that it was never going to happen.

“Kiss him Viktor!” someone in the crowd called and Yuuri could have sworn his heart lurched to a stop in his chest.

The rest of the guests were nodding their approval or echoing the sentiment and Yuuri turned, scanning their faces. There was no way out. He knew that the show he and Viktor had put on over the past weekend had been very convincing. They had acted the perfect picture of a young couple, happy and in love. Having Viktor sweep Yuuri into his arms for a kiss after fate had declared they would be the next to be married was only to be expected by everyone who was convinced of just how much they were in love.

Yuuri knew that he only had two options and only a few seconds to decide. Either he could come up with some flimsy excuse as to why they couldn’t kiss and risk them both being caught out in the lie. Or…

He glanced at Viktor again and Viktor tilted his head fractionally, a question hidden in his gaze. His eyes flickered between Yuuri and the expectant guests and he took a step closer, until they were almost touching. It was clear he was waiting for Yuuri to make a decision. Waiting for permission.

And Yuuri…wanted. It was stupid, he knew that. He had been pining after Viktor for years and nothing had ever come of it. Nothing ever would. But Yuuri had spent so many nights fantasising about what kissing Viktor would be like. The feel of his touch, the taste of his lips. How he would tell Viktor he loved him, the one thing he had always meant to say but never found the right moment and now never would, and they would kiss like in every cliché romantic film Viktor had ever forced him to sit and watch.

And maybe that fantasy would never come true. But now they were here and Viktor was offering, and it was all just pretend but Yuuri wanted it all the same. Maybe even more now that he knew that he and Viktor would never be. Just for a second, Yuuri wanted to be selfish. Just for a second, he wanted to let himself pretend.

Before he could second guess himself, Yuuri reached out and pulled Viktor down, hearing Viktor’s gasp against his mouth as their lips met. For a second, the world remained frozen. And then Viktor was kissing him back, pulling Yuuri closer and holding him tight. Kissing with such intensity that Yuuri’s knees almost buckled beneath him.

Somewhere in a very distant corner of his mind, Yuuri was vaguely aware that this was probably not what the wedding guests were expecting. It was far from chaste, both of them kissing deeply and desperately, blind to everything going on around them. But Yuuri couldn’t bring himself to care.

When they finally broke apart, there was silence. A few of the guests had startled looks on their faces and Yuuri could feel the embarrassment begin to break through the haze of his thoughts. Viktor was staring at him with a startled expression, face flushed and mouth hanging slightly open.

“Well,” came Chris’ voice, sounding smug. Yuuri turned to see him watching them both, an amused smile tugging at the corners of his lips. “You both certainly know how to make a statement.”