It has been three years since Yuri won gold. He has done some competitions after that as well, less grand but still winning a majority of them.

Over the three years since the Grand Prix Final had ended he and Otabek remained friends, of course it was mainly long distance as the two lived in different countries but still they tried to spend as much time together as possible. Otabek was the one person Yuri could tolerate, better yet, he enjoyed their shared time a lot. Which was clearly odd to see.

It is the 3rd of March, two days after Yuri's birthday which he had begrudgingly spent with Victor, Yuuri (who was visiting Victor in Russia), Mila, and of course Otabek. He was the only one Yuri actually did enjoy being accompanied by on his eighteenth birthday. They spent the day, firstly at a restaurant for a mid-day meal, then out to an arcade which wasn't horrible. Finally in the evening Yuri was taken to a club by Otabek, who ended out DJing that night. Yuri was ecstatic to finally get to see it since Otabek never let him follow him inside a nightclub. He spent the night drinking, which he'd done plenty before - no surprise. As well as enjoying the music.

This night however the two were simply hanging around on the couch, Potya in Yuri's lap. His grandfather was well asleep by now so the two were left up for whatever they wanted.

"Do you want to watch something, Yura?" Otabek asks with his usually stoic voice and that gentle smile that never seems to disapear around Yuri.