Because he is a smol Russian fairy.

"Let us win this, Yurio!" You grinned, extending your arms forward, hoping that the angry Russian would hug you.

"Let us? What? You're not even participating, idiot." He shook his head, "And, no hugs."

"Yurio!" You whined, "A good luck hug, perhaps? Maybe you'll win the GP Final if you hug me!"

"Shut up. I'll definitely defeat that Pork Cutlet Bowl no matter what."

"Hey, don't insult Yuuri! He's such a cute and hot Pork Cutlet Bowl-"

"Shut up." Yurio huffed, crossing his arms, "I'm better than him."

"At least he loves hugs as well!" You pouted.

"What?!" Yurio exclaimed, his expression unamused, "He has hugged you?"

"Um-"

"How dare that fatso-"

You cracked up at his angry expression, "Please chill out, Russian Fairy."

He glared at you, "Why did you hug him?"

"Because: I love hugs and he wanted a good luck hug! He hugged everyone, remember?"

"Don't bother hugging him next time, (Y/N)."

"Uh-"

"OKAY?"

"Dude, chill." You replied, unaffected by his angry behaviour. You were used to his mood swings by now. He was actually a pretty decent and kind human being, if you got to know him well.

--Time skip--

"And now, after this performance, we'll have Yuri Plisetsky in a few minutes-" The commentators announced, and you smiled at Yurio.

"Good luck."

"Thanks." He gave you a small smile, "I will win this."

"I know you will." You smiled encouragingly, "Now, go. Your skate starts soon."

"Yeah." He mumbled, not looking at you.

"Hey, what is it?"

"Can I get a good luck hug from you?" He questioned, his voice shaky and his cheeks dusted with pink.

"Haha." You grinned, pulling him in for a tight hug.

He hesitated for a moment, but then hugged you back.

"You better ace this." You whispered in his ear.

"I will." His voice was breathy and his face dark red.

You pulled away and gave him a smirk, "Give me the best performance I've ever seen and I'll kiss you."

"HUH?!" He shouted, his eyes wide.

"Go, go. Bye." You smirked, pushing him away towards the rink.

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Throughout his performance you felt as if your heart would leap out of your mouth. Every jump, every flip made your body shake with anticipation. He was truly a beautiful sight to watch.

"A truly flawless performance by Yuri Plisetsky!"

The whole audience boomed with enthusiasm and cheered the Russian Fairy on.

You felt immensely proud and overjoyed. Yurio had performed so brilliantly. His performance was the epitome of beauty! The way he performed the ballet was just so enchanting. You were overwhelmed with emotions for the Russian.

You cheered and clapped along with the audience.

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After his score was announced, and you almost cried, you went to meet him and congratulate him.

"THAT WAS BEAUTIFUL, YURI."

He turned pink but still gave you an arrogant smile, "Of course it was."

"Your hair and costume were so fabulous. I almost sobbed-"

"Huh?"

"I AM SO PROUD OF YOU!"

He gave you a rare smile, "Thank you."

"My hug helped, didn't it?" You winked at him.

"Well." He hesitated, but then looked you in the eyes, "It did. It helped a lot."

It was now your turn to become red. Yuri was never one for admitting to anything and this? This was new. You could feel your heart beating rapidly and legs becoming weak.

"Heh, you're welcome." You managed to reply, your voice awfully shaky.

"What's with all this shyness, all of a sudden, idiot?"

You regained your composure, "I'm not shy!"

"You are." He smirked, stuffing his hands inside the pockets of his jacket.

"Shut up, Yurio." You shook your head, your face warm. You were the one to always tease him; he couldn't tease you!

He walked just a little bit closer. His determined eyes locked with yours, "Make me." He ordered in a challenging tone. His set eyes dared you to deny him.

Your mind took a moment to process what he had just set and as soon as it did, your face was beet red.

Your heart rate was going nuts.
You forgot to breathe.

"Close your mouth. You look like a dead fish with your mouth open like that." He muttered, his lips curved up in a small smile.

"Shut up. Shut up. Shut up. Shut up-"

"Guess I'll just have to make her shut up myself." He muttered in a low tone, and you hadn't heard him.

You were caught off guard as his soft lips brushed against yours. He cupped your face with one hand and put the other one on your shoulder. Slowly, you wrapped your arms around his neck and smiled.

He slowly pulled back, his face dark red. Yours was probably very red too.

"By the way, that was the best performance ever." You smiled, putting your arms out towards him for a hug.

"The skate?" He questioned.

"Of course." You grinned.

"Hug?"

"Again?"

"Oh wait! I could go hug Yuuri! His skate must be finished by now-"

"YOU WILL NOT DARE!" Yurio shouted, tightly wrapping his arms around you.

"Haha, okay."

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A/N: Ahh, Yurio ♡_♡

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