for~ yokunaru

[kingfuckboy]

JJ - from time to time - made very poor decisions. He wouldn't admit it, but it was due to in part to his age. Still a teenager by all technicalities, and immature for his age, these choices typically were quite harmless. This was a time where they were not. JJ barely remembered what happened halfway through the night. He had one shot, two shot, three shot, four... shots. That's when he stopped remembering things. He was a young person, enjoying a trip abroad, and making terrible decisions.

Indeed, not every decision made at happy hour was a good one.

None of them seemed to be this time.

When he woke up with a pounding headache, he was somewhere unfamiliar. A hotel it looked like. He moved about the room for his belongings. He gathered up his clothes, got dressed, and looked around for his phone. It was getting close to dead. He didn't know where he was exactly.

He didn't want to ask for help, either. He was above that.

But - since he had offered - he opted to text someone who he knew would help him - Yuuri Katsuki. He shared minimal details.

Strange hotel. You offered help. Don't say a thing.

Comments

[kingfuckboy]

"I look forward to it. He's great competition," JJ answered. He was not bothered by the fact that people who had all beat him now would be there, competing next year. Some of JJ's skill was natural, but he mostly worked hard for what he had. That meant he'd have to work harder, get better, and come up with something that exceeded what he had done this past competition. And he'd have to get over whatever it was that was holding him back.

"I like to compete against Viktor," he said, "and I like standing on the podium with him." Of course, now he meant he'd be the one standing on the tallest part.

[yokunaru]

"Doesn't everyone?" Who wouldn't want to stand on the podium with Viktor Nikiforov?

Yuuri set his cup down, concern overriding excitement for the moment. "How's the headache?" he asked, now that the food and coffee have had some time to settle. JJ's color was looking better, at least. Even if others might find the confidence abrasive, Yuuri thought it was a good sign that JJ was feeling better.

[kingfuckboy]

"There," JJ answered. It was present, but it certainly wasn't the pounding awfulness that it was when he had woken up. A bit of food, some coffee, and water had done him good. He was feeling more like himself, at least. That's all that he could ask for right now. He'd be glad to get back to Isabella, and spend some time with her. He hoped she conveyed the message to his parents, as well.

"But better," he said finally.

He also considered Yuuri's response. "And yes, everyone does want that. He's a legend." Even JJ wouldn't mind some acknowledgement from the older skater.