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The ice skater didn't know how long ago this had started,but he knew it was no good.
He had decided to now train mostly with Yakov and Lillia,being sure that Victor had no interest in him. I mean why would he?
Yuri was just a child. He was like a robot. anything and everything his teachers told him he fully applied to himself.
point your feet
straighten your legs.
jump even higher!
he didn't find a problem in that,he was happy they did it. I mean,they are one of the top teachers in the country,he loved them dearly. not like he would publicly admit that but you know what i mean.
just like he wouldn't admit that he wanted Victor to care for him like he cared for Katsuki.
What didn't he have that Katsuki Yuri had?
whatever.
Yuri woke up early for practice,only to skip breakfast,filling up his water bottle.
'If Victor won't notice him like this,maybe he can notice him......in some other way.' he thought.
he's only gonna skip breakfast anyways, nothing too scary.
he ran out the door,petting his cat goodbye,and locking the door behind him.
He jogged to the ice rink with his headphones on,having Marina play at around 70% volume, the ice ring wasn't that far from home. He enjoyed it.
Yuri opened the door and went to the locker room,changing into his other clothes and his skates,meeting with Yakov and Lillia shortly after.
"Took you long enough!" Yakov said, earning an eye roll from Yuri "warm up in the ice ring,then we'll continue practicing your routine."
"his head seems to be somewhere else" Lillia added.
"You think?" Yakov questioned her.
"I don't think so. I know." Lillia crossed her arms,leaving the conversation at that.
Yuri had a short practice today,short but useful.
Lillia gave him a stern look as he exited the ice rink,yet she didn't say anything.
something was up.
outside,he looked at the streets,quickly finding his grandfather's car.
'Oh' he thought,almost forgetting that his grandfather was coming to check on him.
he felt tired,more tired than usual,that just means he worked harder. It means he should continue skipping breakfast. he really should.
"Yuratchka! I'm so glad to see you." his grandfather said as Yuuri sat in his car.
"I missed you." Yuuri said, noticing the paper bag in his grandfather's lap.
"Here, I brought you some fresh Pirozhki!" his grandfather smiled, and smiled back,knowing it was his favourite.
Yuuri thanked him,and his grandfather proceeded to drive him back home,even tho his grandson had said it was no problem for him to go alone,he ignored his complaints.
they made small talk about skating, competitions,and that Yuuri should stay healthy and hold onto the figure he has now.
disagreed with the last comment but did not tell his grandfather that.
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Yuuri had a nap when he got home and it was 4pm by the time he woke up.
disappointingly, he was hungry.
He got up and looked around the kitchen. pirozhki.
it was still slightly warm from this morning. he stared at the kitchen counter. he should check how many calories pirozhki has,just to know in general ofcourse.
he quickly searched it up on his web browser.
"310."
That's not too bad, he'll have one,and then he can go on a quick run to burn it off,no big deal. He should check up on his social media anyway.
When he ran out the door he was already on victor's account,checking his latest posts.
"Afternoon skating!" the post read,with a picture of him and katsuki.
is that what Yuuri himself should be
doing right now? he should train more often. he's gonna tell Yakov about it next time. he really needs to catch up then.
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The next day, as he brushed his teeth he started looking into the mirror.
his cheeks had looked more fuller than usual,he looked a bit more bloated as well.
Maybe he does need to lose more weight. How much does he even weigh right now?
he took his scale out of the closet. he hasn't used it in months,the last time he used was when he had the flu and was at the doctors,unimportant tho.
He slowly stood on the scale,waiting for the numbers to appear.
"63kg's"
okay.
that wasn't that bad,he just needs to get rid of the excess fat around his face and stomach.
he's gonna skip breakfast,go on jogs more often, and have longer practices.
maybe Victor will notice him more this way.
maybe.
He got his way to the skating rink,having his usual practice.
He felt dizzy, and drank lots more water,but he was fine. (for now.)
it wasn't long before be approached his male coach -
"Yakov." Yuuri called out,making the older man turn to the ice skater.
"Is it alright with you if i have more practices, 2 in one day,or every other day?"
silence lasted between them for just a second.
"Is that why you've looked so nervous?" Lillia added abruptly,like she had known what Yuuri was up to.
Yuuri gulped. "Something like that".
The russian woman stared at him.
"I will get you more ballet classes."
Earning a slight nod from the figure skater.
After their conversation, Yuuri went to his social media,and right as he opened his instagram, a post from Victor popped up.
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Having fun in Japan ! :-))
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Yuuri was not pleased.
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He got home hungry. He knew he should eat but also felt as if he would be better without food.
He looked through his fridge to find some leftover borscht. He didn't have any bread but that was fine,he'll manage.
he ate 1 serving of it before feeling full,maybe he should go on a run before going to Lillia's class?
and so he did.
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All of class Lillia didn't take her eyes off of him. something was up,she didn't know what had happened to him but he felt different. Is he still angry and arrogant? yes. But does he also feel more nervous and anxious than before? also yes.
Yuuri noticed her gaze on him,but he mostly ignored it,acting dumb to the obvious looks he was getting.
he was thankful that Yakov wasn't like this, Yakov did love and care for him,but not in this type of way.
he sighed,continuing to follow Lillias instructions.
One day, Maybe Victor will notice me.
he hoped.