Otabek's POV
"I'm retiring from skating" I say to my coach with a straight face, having cried myself out last night.
"Otabek I respect your decision but are you sure? You have worked so hard"
"Yes, I am sure, I don't really have inspiration anymore"
He gives me a quick hug before I walk away. I walk out of the hotel thinking about my future and moving back to Kazakhstan when suddenly I see a shadow of someone standing in front of me.
I look up to see Yuuri.
"Otabek I heard about everything"
Of course he did, I frown at him but this time Yuuri doesn't back off.
"What are your plans now?"
I shrug my shoulders trying not to cry.
"Stay in Russia, Victor and I would love to have you work with us at the rink"
"What?"
"Victor and I bought a rink that we are going to do up and work in since we are retiring."
"I'll think about it"
Yuuri smiles and hugs me, a single tear drops from my face on to his shoulder and I pull away trying to hide my face from him.
"See you in Saint Petersburg" I whisper before turning away.
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