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Fame always brings loneliness.

Success is as ice cold and lonely as the

North Pole.

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A Helping Hand

mr-lusic:

He was exhausted, but in the best way. It never seemed to state him, every time he got that look from Viktor when he did well. He never wanted to stop getting that look from him, not if he could help it. By now though he was more than ready for a shower and a meal, he began the ordeal of getting undressed and found his zipper rather stuck. “Eh… up, is anyone still here?” he called, but the locker room seemed to be empty.

Peeking into the hall he found Viktor not far, “Viktor, ah, could you lend me a hand, please?” he asked a bit sheepishly.

@poodleboy

          There seemed to be a thin fog of bliss over Viktor’s head following Yuri’s program. His eyes were resting on the floor, body leaning against the wall as a soft smile remained on his thin lips. Yuri never ceased to surprise him, and that’s what impressed the Russian the most. Surprises were the best, after all. He chuckled lowly to himself as coaches and skaters passed through the hall.

          Yuri’s voice startled him from looking at his phone, his gaze flicking upwards quickly. “What’s the matter?” he asked gently in his accent as he stepped forward, the content smile still resting on his face. 

          “Are you stuck?” He smirked, slipping off his gloves and resting them in the pocket of his coat.