anonymous asked:

Okay, but imagine Yurio and Otabek's cuteness. Imagine Yurio not having anyone he actually considered a friend until Otabek. And it's completely innocent fluff. Friends to best friends. They become so close and care so much about each other and they watch each other grow. The classic falling in love with your best friend over the years. It has so much potential to be great, and it doesn't have to be problematic.

Oh my God, dear Anon, I love you. Sometimes it’s hard for me to think about logical things. Like the one you wrote about. 

Now I am full of warm thoughts about Yurio being overwhelmed by the thought of having first real friend, seeing how nice is to being able to feel good about himself and having someone who cares about him. I feel Otabek would be someone knowing what to say and do to make him feel better, even with his poker face. Friendship with Yurio would be something important and constant in his life. I like the thought that Otabek would be so happy to have someone constant in his life, because he doesn’t have any long term friends because of his career. 

And it would definitely be friendship full of awkward fluff, taking care of each other, and as you said, seeing as they grow, apart but together. They would call each other every day, constantly texting and sending pictures, spend every minute they can together when they are in the same place. Damn, Otabek would be always so proud of everything Yurio achieve, and russian boy would talk about his kazachstan friend to everyone. 

You’re right. They wouldn’t be problematic. Otabek would wait for Yurio to be sure od his feelings. I feel him being the first one sure that yes, he loves Yurio more than a friend, but not having any problems with waiting. Yurio, I guess, would need more time to understand what he wants, but when he finally would, he, OF COURSE, would panic.Then would be angry. And finally he would need to talk about his feelings with Otabek because, hw always trusts him more than anyone and he just need to be sincere. Because at this time, he would be an adult. He would trust their friendship.

And I am sure they would talk this out (or hug and kiss, hehehe). 

Move on, leave, run away, escape this place… but don’t forget about me, about us, about this town. Always remember where you come from so you can appreciate how far you’ve come.
—  c.j.n.
You claim to love her, inside and out, but the only time you call her beautiful is when it’s 3 in the morning and I’ve already turned you down.
—  girls tell each other everything, c.j.n.
Beautiful things to look forward to:
  • People you haven’t met yet who will come to love you
  • New flavors of ice cream
  • Summer 2016 memories 
  • Your favorite bands releasing new music 
  • Finding a book that speaks to you 
  • Thrift store finds that make you feel beautiful
  • Noticing that you are drifting down the path you want to go in life
  • Finding the courage to be who you are no matter who is with you

Monday 8:27am
I woke up with you on my mind.
You called me babe last night —
my heart is still pounding.

Tuesday 10:53pm
Today I realized we won’t work.
What we are is hurting her.
And I think she matters more to me than you do.

Wednesday 11:52pm
I broke things off with you today.
She barely said a word.
I’ve never regretted anything more than this.

Thursday 4:03pm
I shouldn’t have sent that message.
You shouldn’t have been so okay with receiving it.

Friday 9:57pm
I almost messaged you today.
I didn’t.

Saturday 8:49pm
I’m walking around town in search of alcohol.
They say that liquor numbs the pain of having a broken heart.
I want to put that to the test.

Sunday 2:32am
I heard you texted a girl you’ve never spoken to before.
I wonder if it’s because you’re trying to replace me.
I can’t help but wish you weren’t.
I thought I was irreplaceable.

—  a week with you on my mind, c.j.n.