BYSOTI(D) Drabble Prompt: Victor and Yuuri (whether together or separately) discover that there are RPF about themselves, both with other people, and each other. This could be before or after they get together, though the former may be more amusing?
“So you know how Yakov is always saying “never google yourself”?”
Yuuri didn’t even answer, just dropped his head down to the table. This was going to go somewhere that he wouldn’t like. He just knew it.
“Let me guess,” Chris leaned forward. “You googled yourself.”
With a smile that could stun reporters and make them forget every question that they had ever wanted to ask him, Viktor nodded. “I did! And there are some amazing things. People draw artwork of me! And other skaters, but of me!”
“As if your ego wasn’t already outrageous, mon cher.”
Yuuri kept his mouth shut.
“Not only that, they write stories!”
Chris laughed. “Stories?”
Yuuri groaned. “Please tell me you didn’t read any.” Just what the world needed, a Viktor Nikiforov that was aware that RPF was a thing.
“Have you read any?” Viktor sounded curious.
Yuuri sat up and shifted. That was a dangerous question. He had been a twelve year old with an idol and access to the internet. So, of course, he’d read some, but he wasn’t about to tell Viktor that!. “No.” Liar.
“There’s some about you as well, Yuuri! And about Chris!”
“Ooh. How do I find it! I want to read them!” Chris took out his phone.
“I’ll send you a link to an archive!”
Yuuri thought about abandoning the rest of his drink and claiming tiredness and running up to his room. It was allowed. They’d all skated their short programs just a few hours ago.
“What’s the difference between a slash and an ampersand?”
Yuuri gave up. “The slash denotes a romantic pairing and an ampersand is supposed to denote just a friendship or other relationship.” There was no getting out of this and these two needed supervision.
“You’ve read some, Yuuri?!”
“No. I have not read any fic about myself, but I’ve read fanfiction before. Phichit reads a lot of fanfiction. Probably writes some too. I don’t really ask because I don’t need to know the complex relationship dynamics of Naruto and Sasuke and whoever.” From the looks on their faces, Yuuri had lost them already. Thank god.
Viktor looked back down at his phone. “Oh, look, Yuuri! Here’s one about us. It has that slash thing, so that means we’re in a relationship in that one, right?”
Chris was choking on his pastry or something, but Yuuri sighed and looked at Viktor’s phone and the summary. “Uh, Viktor?”
“Two things, according to that we hate each other.”
“And… well, we’re, um…” Yuuri could feel the heat crawling up his face. He couldn’t actually force himself to say ‘hate-sex’.
Christophe, however, could apparently. “Oh my god. It’s a one-shot about the two of you hate-fucking. Can I read it?”
“What?!” Yuuri thought that he’d never heard that particular inflection from Viktor before. It was sad but something else as well. Something that he couldn’t place.
“It’s pretty hot. And they’ve really put a mouth on Yuuri here. I mean, really.”
“Chris, don’t read it!” Viktor was trying to snatch his phone back.
“I’m not done!” He lifted the phone up into the air. “Oh! They really capture Yuuri’s flexibility too! Damn, I wonder if that position is even possible in real life.” Chris wiggled his eyebrows at Yuuri. “Want to give it a try?”
“Chris!” And really Yuuri was used to this sort of outrageousness from Viktor and Chris at this point.
“Of course he doesn’t!” Viktor crossed his arms over his chest.
“Ok, I found one.” Chris must have moved on from whatever depravity he’d been reading. “I scrolled further up and there’s a something called a slow burn where you and Yuuri are star-crossed lovers and royalty–”
This time it was Yuuri that looked over Chris’s shoulder. “They warn for major character death. So either Viktor or I die. Actually both of us, probably. Sounds very Romeo and Juliet.” He paused. “Why are you only looking at things tagged with me and Viktor?”
Chris shrugged. “That’s what was there when I hit the back key.” So if you can sort by relationship, let’s look up a threesome!” Chris messed around with Viktor’s phone.
Viktor had gone terribly quiet and his cheeks had colored rose. Yuuri was surprised his own face wasn’t tomato red, himself, but really, Viktor had brought this on himself.
“Ooh! There’s a relationship called Three Musketeers all about us! And the first fic that comes up is Explicit!”