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Fame always brings loneliness.

Success is as ice cold and lonely as the

North Pole.

yuri on ice appreciation blog!

A Helping Hand

mr-lusic:

He made a bit of a face, trying to hide the slight blush that came to his cheeks, he was still trying to get over it, but every time he saw him like that he couldn’t help the flush that crept onto his face. He would blame it on the embarrassment he felt for being stuck as he was. 

“Yes,” his gaze slipped to the floor, “The zipper, seems to be caught, I wouldn’t want to tear it…” he explained. 

          “Of course not, that is a very expensive outfit,” Viktor said matter-of-factly, resting his hands on the other’s shoulders to turn him around. He gently worked the zipper down, then slipped the top of the suit off of Yuri’s shoulders. “There you are.” Each movement he made was deliberate, clearly planned in a manner to get some sort of reaction out of the young skater.

          With that, he stepped away, leaning over to pick up Yuri’s skates and slip them into his duffel bag casually. The sooner Yuri was all packed up, the sooner they could leave. 

          “You were outstanding, today. Are you tired?”