Let's meet where you are (Yuzuru Hanyu)

Love hexagon

My mouth was wide open, and Asami couldn't stop laughing at my dumbfounded expression.

"Why the silence?" He turned around, "What's wrong?"

"You went on a date?"

"Yes." He nodded passionately.

"With who?" I swallowed.

Asami was giggling.

"It actually was a high school friend, I didn't lie that time." 

"You went on a date?" 

"Yes, I told you already, are you okay, you look pale?" 

"How many dates were there?" I asked with difficulty.

"One, maybe two."

"Did, khm... did anything happen?"

"What do you mean?" He frowned.

"Stop playing stupid!" I whined quietly, leaning over, wishing we were alone right now.

"I'm not!" He laughed, obviously teasing me, "What do you mean?"

"A-a, I'm not speaking to you now." I sank in the seat, crossing my arms. Asami laughed and hugged me.

"What did I do now?" Yuzuru whined, staring at us for a while before he gave up and turned around, "How am I always the bad guy?"

We heard the driver chuckling and patting Yuzuru on the shoulder as he parked the car.

"Where should we pick you up? If you still want to meet after?" Yuzuru asked, before leaving the car.

"At Shoma's training rink." Asami answered for me, "Will you enter, Yuzuru-kun?"

"I don't think that's a good idea, I'll get asked for photos, and then the photos will be published, so... I'll text you." He gave me one last glance, asking for my look, but left disappointed.

After making sure Yuzuru was nowhere to be seen, nor reporters, we thanked the driver and left the car ourselves.

"Are you really mad at him?" She giggled.

"Of course not, I'm just angry that I got irrationally jealous, so I made him suffer instead." I shrugged.

"Oh, you're good!" Asami high-fived me, and we malevolently laughed.

"Okay, let's go waste time! What shall we do?"

"How long will Yuzuru's interview thing take?"

"Shouldn't take more than 4 hours."

"Okay, let's get our nails done then."

"Deal."

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"Shoma!" Asami called him over.

"Hmm?" He slowly skated over. 

She whispered into his ear and he got a bit flustered, nodded, whispered something back and skated away.

"Is he coming with us?" I asked.

"Ugh, no, he said to meet him at his place, says you have his key." She adjusted her bangs.

"Did you tell him, Yuzuru's here?"

"Mhm."

As we were walking out I asked her: "Were you just blushing."

"No!" She fired.

"Alright."

"Where's the sleeping beauty?" Asked Yuzuru when we entered the car.

"He needs to finish his training." Explained Asami.

I added: "We're going to his place first. He'll come later."

"He gave you the key?"

"Pih, I have his key."

"Why?" Yuzuru asked in distress.

"Cause he has hers." Asami shrugged.

"Eh?! Why?!" He squealed a bit.

"Oh I don't know... I mean, we did go on a date or two..."

"Eh?!?!?!?" Asami and Yuzuru exclaimed at the same time. I wasn't sure who looked more upset.

"But I don't really remember what happened." I brushed it off.

"What do you mean?" Yuzuru whined and Asami nodded in some sort of agreement.

"What do You mean?"

"Are you still hung over that stupid thing I said?" He asked eagerly.

"Hm, I'm not hung over, I ju...

"Nothing happened, I was as awkward as a badly hung picture. What did you think happened?" He admitted almost angrily, creating a silence in the moving vehicle.

"Oh...I..." I started something I couldn't finish.

"Now, huh, Mon, about that Shoma thing?" Said Asami, as quiet as a mouse.

"There wasn't a Shoma thing, are you stupid?" I told mainly her, but I wanted Yuzuru to know as well.

"Oh, alright." She said awkwardly and turned to the window, holding a palm on her chest. 

Yuzuru sat in silence, in front of me, disabling me from eyeing his expression. I felt guilty, my little joke seemed to genuinely upset him. It actually made me sick to my stomach, thinking I caused him pain again, especially unintentionally.

Impulsively, I squeezed my hand between the window and the seat and managed to touch his elbow. He jumped up a bit, after which he took my hand, caressed it a bit and placed a short kiss on my knuckles, sending shivers down my body.

"Don't... do that again." He said quietly, dropping my hand.

"I won't, I promise. I'm sorry."

"It's okay."

"Wow, we're depressing." I commented for myself.

"Yeah." Yuzuru laughed, and Asami stayed silent, looking at her phone.

"Let's go eat everything in Shoma's fridge!" I suggested rather enthusiastically.

"I'm all for it, I'm starving!" Yuzuru jumped on the train immediately.

"Asami?"

"Hmm?"

"Do you agree?"

"Mmmmn, sure." She looked away.

'Hmmmm' I made some mental notes.