( closed ) Boy, I hear you in my dreams.

[bringbackgold]

who: Otabek Altin & Yuri Plisetsky
what: A first date.
when: August 27, after this
where: Around town.
warnings: If fluff needs to be warned for, then consider this a warning.



Otabek didn't get nervous about very many things. There was always a little bit of worry before he performed, whether it was as a DJ or on the rink. But what had really made him nervous was asking Yuri to be with him, and then planning the date. He had prepared himself about a month for this, too. After several months of friendship, he had realized that there was something different there from friendship. Otabek was one to work slowly, though, so it took him an entire month to work up the nerve to even ask this of Yuri, and he had spent some of the time scoping out good places to take someone on a first date.

His search history on his laptop would be rather embarrassing. Phrases such as "good first dates" had almost every top result selected and thoroughly read. How he found the time - it was a miracle. Even more miraculous that he didn't somehow get found out or caught.

Still, at the end of the day, he didn't want to make it anything too different from things that they typically enjoyed to do together. Maybe toss in a nice dinner, but beyond that, he was going to let things happen as they happened.

He did dress nice, though. Leather pants, a dress shirt in a deep shade of green, and his leather jacket. He retrieved his motorcycle from the garage about thirty minutes before he agreed to meet Yuri, and checked it out to make sure that everything was ready. He grabbed Yuri's helmet and placed it into storage, then put on his own and made his way to the apartment Yuri shared with Eddie and Cisco.

He parked it up front of the building, took off his helmet, and made his way to the apartment. He knocked, sucking in a breath and waiting.

He was nervous.

He shouldn't be, he already got the answer he had hoped for (despite thinking that it was most likely he wouldn't get a positive response at all).

But he was.

Comments

[bringbackgold]

It was different and Otabek noticed immediately. The way that Yuri sat on the motorcycle with him seemed less hesitant. When Yuri's arms went around his middle, Otabek reached down and placed a hand over Yuri's for a few moments, before he moved to get the bike going. He took off, keeping at a nice speed for the entire trip. He liked to move fast when he was on his bike. It felt nice, between the wind on him and Yuri up against him. He could do this for hours.

He stopped and parked at a restaurant. From the outside, the place looked nice enough. He had already looked over the menu and checked it out, to make sure that the food sounded good as well. It was a neatly decorated place, too. It didn't feel too fancy or anything, so neither of them would feel out of place. Otabek knew he would if it were, and he wanted them to have fun.

After he climbed off his motorcycle, he offered his hand to Yuri to help him off, leaning in for another chaste kiss. He would steal every kiss that he could. He loved kissing Yuri. He decided he would hold his boyfriend's hand to lead him in, too. He had a hard time believing it, too. Yuri was his boyfriend. His.

[bespredel]

He could have stayed on the back of the other's bike for the rest of the night and he would have loved every moment of it. It would have been the perfect first date in his eyes- but then they rolled up to the restaurant, and Yuri's heart fluttered. Nervous, and excited, Yuri took the other's hand as he helped him get off the bike. He didn't need help, of course- but the gesture was nice. Holding Otabek's hand was nice. Everything about their time together was more than Yuri could have ever hoped for himself, and once he had taken his helmet off- there was another kiss. Soft and pressed to his lips and Yuri felt warmth flush through him, a dopey smile on his face when Otabek drew away.

Yuri went above just holding Otabek's hand, he tucked himself underneath the other's arm, smiling brilliantly as he walked into the restaurant with the other, looking around and taking it in. It was a nice place- nothing too overwhelmingly fancy that either of them would feel uncomfortable, but quiet and calm enough that they wouldn't have to worry about anyone being too loud or having to shout to talk or hear one another. Yuri felt light, his heart so full of love and excitement for their future together.

"You picked a nice place, Beka," Yuri murmured, smiling affectionately as they waited for the server to come guide them to their table. It was hard to sit across from the other instead of beside him- all Yuri really wanted was to be snuggled up Otabek's side. Instead, he pressed his leg up against Otabek's underneath the table, leaving his palm opened on the top of it, an invitation for Otabek to keep holding it... if he wanted to.

[bringbackgold]

Otabek almost didn't want to go in. He thought about just spending his time with Yuri, just the two of them sitting on his motorcycle, maybe going to a park and talking. He liked to spend time talking and enjoying Yuri's company. He was the only person that Otabek found himself comfortable enough to spend time talking with. Every time he was close to Yuri - whether it was from a kiss, or just holding hands, Otabek felt his heart race. It was an unfamiliar feeling, but he knew what it meant.

His arm around Yuri, the other tucked in close to him. He let out a quiet, happy sigh. A noise Yuri would understand and hear, but wasn't for anyone else. This didn't even feel real to him. He wanted to be close to Yuri here, so the offered touch, he took. Shifting his hand to the top of the table so they didn't have to hide it underneath.

"...Thanks," he said, the slightest smile. "I hope you like it." His free hand moved over the menu to examine the options. He was going to keep it easy, and not stray too far from what he'd normally eat. Some chicken and vegetables seemed good to him.

Eventually, the waitress came over and got their drink orders. Otabek ordered himself hot tea and a water, and looked to Yuri.

[bespredel]

For himself, Yuri ordered a soda, figuring that if he was going on a date, he was going to let himself slide from his strict diet just this once. If he made that excuse for every date he and Otabek had- well, he would be like the Japanese piggy in no time. But this was their first date, and Yuri already had visions in his head of sharing ice cream, of Lady and the Tramp style spaghetti noodle kissing- and those sort of things just couldn't happen if Yuri was going as far as to deny himself some sweet and delicious carbs.

Otabek wasn't the only one who could have called their date hanging out and cuddling and been more than happy with it. But to be out in public? To be holding hands over the surface of the table- where everyone could see... it turned Yuri's insides to jelly. Made his heart race and his expression glow warmly, so happy that he didn't even know the words for it. Not yet, at least. It felt good. To hold the other's hand and have Otabek hold it in return, and to know that they were boyfriends, and that it was okay for them to let the whole damn Quarantine know.

"I'm sure I will Beka," Yuri smiled easily, running his thumb across the other's knuckles as he used his other hand to open the menu, brows knitting as he looked it over with stern concentration. "Any idea what you're getting?" he wondered, tapping the plastic menu with pursed lips. Yuri wasn't really all that picky about his food usually, but if he was going to splurge and have a cheat day, hell yeah he wanted something greasy.

[bringbackgold]

Otabek wanted to indulge, so he decided that maybe he could get dessert at the end of the meal. Or they could pick up treats later. He eyed the menu for a few moments, and he decided to stick with his original idea. "I think the chicken and vegetables sound good." He moved his finger over it, then he stopped at something to read for a moment before he continued on. He wasn't a picky eater by nature. He had a really easy time finding things he liked - it was more about sticking to things he should eat.

He would be fine with keeping everything secret if Yuri wanted, but part of him really wanted to shout to the world that Yuri was with him. Yuri was his. He would be the only one to have this part of him, or at least - that was what he wanted. Everything about him made him feel so much different than he ever had.

"I read they have good sandwiches and fries, though." He pondered, "So maybe a chicken sandwich and fries." Skip the vegetables for a meal.

[bespredel]

"Ouuuh, a rebel. Having fries instead of steamed vegetables. What would your coach say," Yuri teased, grinning despite himself- knowing damn well what his own coach would say about the situation. Although Yakov had been a little more lenient about his bad eating habits in the past, due to the fact that he was still growing and he had trouble keeping his weight up.

"I am definitely getting fries," he agreed, "Maybe even a burger. I haven't had a burger in- so long. With bacon and cheese and some mushrooms. That way at least I've eaten a vegetable," he laughed, nudging the other with his knee underneath the table, unable to stop smiling.

"I'm really happy you're here with me, Otabek," Yuri murmured softly, his eyes falling to rest on their joined hands, a slow breath leaving him, contentment swelling up in his chest, "Not just- here, in the restaurant- but in Riverview. In everything. I... I don't know what I would have done without you, these past few months,"

[bringbackgold]

"My coach would say so many things. It would be in some mix of Russian and Kazakh, and it'd be incredibly creative," Otabek noted. He shrugged, though. "But you only get one first date." Otabek didn't get any lenience. He wasn't really growing anymore, and the risk of him putting on weight was him converting it to muscle. And he didn't need to get additional muscle. Not even a little. Any shifts like that in his weight would affect his skating.

"To be fair, though. My sandwich is going to have a lot of vegetables on it." He smiled a little. He looked at his hands and back at Yuri. It was nice to be able to do this. He knew if they were at home, there was a certain level of attention it would draw to have them seen out like this together. But here, it wasn't...a big issue.

It was nice.

"I would have been pretty lonely without you, Yuri." That's the truth. Otabek didn't make friends easily, and they were few and far between here, too.