Imagine Yurio confronting Yuuri after the podium ceremony
Yurio starts kicking him in the back the same way he did to Victor in episode 10 and Yuuri turns around confused
And there’s Yurio, rageful and ready to strike out , rapidly blinking away the tears in his eyes and he says “I won gold. You lost. So you better not retire you pathetic pig!”
And Yuuri is at a loss , but ultimately chuckles and agrees. “ Yes next year i’ll win gold…and the year after that to , I need to beat Victors 5 year consecutive streak yknow?”
And finally , relieved that Yuuri is not retiring, Yurios tears spill and he launches himself at Yuuri desperately clinging to him.
And Yuuri tenses up at first , but ends up gently hugging him back and asking very softly “ What do you want to do now that you’ve won gold Yurio?”
And Yurio starts openly sobbing , almost hyperventilating and says “ I want to eat pork cutlet bowls with you Yuuri.”
And then Yuuri is crying to and Yurio starts beating his little fists against his back and finally asking for what he wants in desperation and as a final plea
“ I want you to come to Russia with me and Victor. I want to beat you again next year and the year after that to, so you dont ever retire. I want you to never leave me and stay by my side! P-please dont leave me”
And both Yuri’s are just a mess at that point and haven’t noticed Victor at all who entered the room earlier and is looking at them both so fondly before he ruins their familial moment by launching himself into the hug as well and saying “Yuuuuuuuuuurrriiii i’m going to be the one to win next year silly , dont get ahead of yourself just because you won a single GPF.”
And then Yurios back to his old self, screaming and having a huff while Victor continues to tease him , and Yuuris laughing and trying to wipe away his tears. And none of them would have it any other way
The familiar scruff brushed
against the top of my arm, and I groaned softly. My eyes fluttered open to see
my dog, Wyatt, with his head perched on my arm. I knew what that meant. “You
want to go outside, bub?” From the small whine he emitted and the frantic
thumping of his tail, I knew that he did.
I pushed the covers off to expose my bare legs to the
cold chill of the morning air and sat up. Warm arms jerked me back down. “Where
do you think you’re going, hm?”
Smiling, I tucked my hair behind my ear. “I’ve got to go
let Wyatt outside, babe. He really needs to go.” But before I had even finished
my sentence, Brett was shaking his head.
“No he doesn’t.” He insisted.
“Yes he does. I know my dog. Head on the arm means ‘outside’.
Paw to the face means ‘pet me, bitch’.” I laughed, reaching up to stroke his
hair. “I’ll be right back, I promise. How about I bring you a cup of coffee,
Brett whined, wiggling down to press his face in my neck.
“The bed’s going to be so cold without you.”
“That’s so cliché, oh my gosh.” I groaned.
He placed a tender kiss at the base of my throat. “I’m
only cliché because I love you.”
“I love you too.” I placed a kiss on the top of his head.
“And it’s because I love you that I’m going to go let Wyatt out. Otherwise you’d
be cleaning up his mess.”
Asgard is absolutely beautiful. All your time there you spent checking everything out. You went to sleep every night exhausted. Those people were legends, warriors and gods. Living there was an old dream, thanks to your father’s stories. You’d stay forever, but Thor had to come back. As soon as you arrived, he went on a mission, leaving you alone. Then it started.
Even though Frigga and Odin were very kind and took a liking of you, sadness filled your heart. Thor is meant to be king. And what does it means? Yes, he’ll break up with you right before the coronation and propose to someone worthy like the beautiful, fearless and strong Sif. You were already gathering the courage to form the words. You’ll break up with him before he could break up with you.
It’s 2 a.m when you hear a loud noise downstairs. It’s him. You don’t bother to get up, so you just drift back to sleep.
On the morning next, you wake up and find him laying beside you, on a white T-shirt and jeans, smelling like your soap.
“Good morning, princess.” His deep voice scares you a little. You missed him so much you heart aches.
“Hey.” It’s all you manage to say.
“What’s wrong?” Thor sits up immediately, staring at you. Shit. You tried to hide the nervousness in your voice, but how could you deceive a god?
“Nothing.” You run to the kitchen, almost tripping on the stairs.
“Lady (Y/N)! You can’t lie to me! You know it.” Standing right before you, looking down, his worried expression brings a smile to your lips.
“Why you gotta be this tall?” You open the fridge, the door staying between you and him. The orange juice you bought yesterday may give you the strength to go ahead with it.
“Why are you acting so weird, my princess?”
“Stop calling me princess, Thor, please.” You sit on your small square table, while he sits in front of you.
“Why? I am to be king. It makes you my princess. ” He’s smile is so kind and true. God, how you missed this smile. Thor was away for two months, on the other side of the planet saving the world again.
“Thor, we can’t do this anymore.”
“This. Me and you.”
“(Y/N), can you please explain to me what happened when I was out?” The weight on his shoulders makes you gasp. You’re hurting yourself and hurting him as well.
“I want you to have the chance to be with someone… worthy.”
“Stop this nonsense at once, my princess!” He gets up loudly, almost making the chair fall back. “I love you.”
“Thor, you’ll be king. King of fucking Asgard. And who am I? A midgardian. Your parents will advise you to choose someone better. This much I know, even though they were nice to me. I want to spare me the pain of you breaking my heart!” You sigh, looking down at your hands. Telling him the true reason for leaving him wasn’t in your plans, but you know him too well. Thor wouldn’t let go until you admit everything.
“These two months made you very creative, my princess.”
Thor walks to you, pulling your hand so you’re on your feet. He’s blue eyes making you melt in his arms. The memory of your first kiss, almost a year ago, brings a smile to your lips. You didn’t know he was Thor, the god of thunder, but he soon told you the truth. It’s taking all your strength not to kiss him right now.
“I spoke to Odin. He approved you to be my queen when the time comes.”
“No. I can’t. I can’t do this. I don’t believe you.” You try to get away from him, but he’s way too strong.
“Everything I want is to have you by my side.”
“My lady, I love you. I don’t need to be king, I just need you.” With these words, he crushes his lips on yours, passionately. You don’t even try to resist him since you always fail. You throw your arms around his neck to pull him even closer to you. With one arm, he lifts you up and makes the way back to your room. You won’t leave the bedroom for a few hours.
A/N: Sorry for any grammar mistakes, English isn’t my first language.
Actual conversation between me and one of my coworkers today
This customer brought us a religious pamphlet. Do you want it?
Yeah! Oh, it's about Easter. Do you believe in Jesus?
Umm... historically speaking, yes.
What does that mean?
I believe he existed. I don't know if I believe he was the Messiah or not. I used to. I got baptized when I was a kid. I actually kind of believe they should have an age requirement on baptism because I don't think kids are old enough to make that decision.
I need to get rebaptised, I think...
Why? It's supposed to be "once saved, always saved" right?
Yeah, but I need to get all these sins washed away after all these horrible, sinful thoughts you make me have.
*pretend flirty* Ohhh well do tell!
... it involves murder.
... I'm glad I gave you that pamphlet because you really do need Jesus.