Tch. You should get a pill if you can't sleep, it'll help you skate better.
( Yuri says bluntly, because he is very good at sleeping. He used to be a morning person - he hopes he will be again, one day - but Yakov has been grumbling about puberty and the detrimental effects it has on his skaters for years. Yuri knows that he's more tired because he's growing. The whole process is painful and embarrassing and he wishes it would just stop. The idea of losing gold to the Piggy because of his stupid body fills him with shivering rage.
He's glad that his ears are hidden beneath his hair and the helmet when the roll into the drive-thru. They always get so fucking hot when Otabek says something offhand and sweet, and Yuri can feel them warming again when he says that he was glad to hear from him. )
Yeah, well. Everyone else was at that dumb bar.
( The implication being that he would have texted Phichit or Chris had they been back at the hotel, even though they both know that's not the case. Yuri doesn't text any of his fellow skaters for chit-chat. Just Otabek.
There's a a heartbeat of silence, but it's quickly broken by a sharp crackle from the the order microphone. )
Shit - !
( Yuri jumps in surprise as the assistant begins rattling off the preamble, then flusters a little. )
Shut up, I know what I want already. ( He growls into the receiver. ) Chicken sandwich with large fries, and - two apple pies.
( He can get a drink back at the hotel; less danger of bike spillage. Otabek is given a little shove. )
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Tch. You should get a pill if you can't sleep, it'll help you skate better.
( Yuri says bluntly, because he is very good at sleeping. He used to be a morning person - he hopes he will be again, one day - but Yakov has been grumbling about puberty and the detrimental effects it has on his skaters for years. Yuri knows that he's more tired because he's growing. The whole process is painful and embarrassing and he wishes it would just stop. The idea of losing gold to the Piggy because of his stupid body fills him with shivering rage.
He's glad that his ears are hidden beneath his hair and the helmet when the roll into the drive-thru. They always get so fucking hot when Otabek says something offhand and sweet, and Yuri can feel them warming again when he says that he was glad to hear from him. )
Yeah, well. Everyone else was at that dumb bar.
( The implication being that he would have texted Phichit or Chris had they been back at the hotel, even though they both know that's not the case. Yuri doesn't text any of his fellow skaters for chit-chat. Just Otabek.
There's a a heartbeat of silence, but it's quickly broken by a sharp crackle from the the order microphone. )
Shit - !
( Yuri jumps in surprise as the assistant begins rattling off the preamble, then flusters a little. )
Shut up, I know what I want already. ( He growls into the receiver. ) Chicken sandwich with large fries, and - two apple pies.
( He can get a drink back at the hotel; less danger of bike spillage. Otabek is given a little shove. )
You getting something?