You DONT HAVE TO READ THIS if you preferred the other ending - I am OK with that... We would ignore Chapter 13/14 and just carry on from Chapter 12 here!

"You still love him don't you?" JJ asked.

"What?"

JJ turned and looked at him. They were sitting on the bed watching a movie and JJ was looking through different flights back home.

"JJ, why are you looking at flights…?"

"Because I think it is time I head back. I have been out here for some time and need to get back."

"So wait… you are just up and leaving me?"

JJ pulled Yuri close to him. "I am always here for you kitten, but I am not who you are meant to be with ok?"

"I am confused."

"No kitten, you are stubborn. And so is Otabek."

The realization hit him. He looked over at JJ sitting there on his laptop booking a flight. "JJ, shit man, I'm… I'm sorry."

"Don't be."

It bothered him a little bit that he wouldn't look up from his laptop. He kept typing and clicking. "Dammit JJ, would you look at me?"

JJ fixed those blue eyes on him. "Yes?"

"How… how did you…?"

"You still call out for him when you sleep. It went away for a bit, but it keeps coming back. Look kitten, it was fun, plus you are one hell of a shag, but I need to get back so I can kick your ass on the ice." JJ had taken his hand and brushed his hair off his forehead then went back to his laptop. "I leave in the morning… Oh and Otabek leaves in three weeks. Just in case you wanted to know."

Yuri shrugged and got up leaving the room. "I'm going for a walk."

As he stepped outside, he saw on the other side of the street Abram walking. Realizing that meant Otabek was alone, he pulled his phone out. He didn't know what to text so he went with the first thing that came to mind. "Hello"

He didn't realize till the text coming back in saying "Hi" that he was heading in the direction of their old place. Standing outside the building he looked at the front doors. He use to just open those doors, taking advantage of them and here he was standing before the front doors to the building, willing his had to open it. He debated on even texting back, but he figured he would chicken out if he kept texting.

Slowly ascending the stairs he went up each flight. He would stop at each one and debate turning around. Once he got to Otabek's floor he slowly walked the hall. He knew this hallway so well. How many times had they almost fucked right there in the hallway after coming in late at night? How many times had he opened the door wearing nothing but a smile to surprise Otabek? He was actually shocked the neighbors never complained. He had to laugh at that thought.

Finally reaching Otabek's door he just stared at it. The numbers '23' hanging there. Big bold black block numbers. He could hear music softly playing in the apartment. He remembered how much Otabek had loved music. Otabek rarely had the TV on, he would play music.

Yuri raised his hand to knock softly. Then stood, holding his breath waiting.

"Otabek, we really need to start packing your place up. Mine is almost done already!" He could hear Abram saying almost every night. He had gotten boxes, but they sat in the corner of the living room. He just didn't want to do it. It seemed too final once he started putting things in boxes. Abram started walking around and collecting pictures off the bookshelf and coffee table.

"Really Beka? You still have pictures of you two around here… " He had taken another one off the wall when Otabek got up and took the frames from him.

"Abram, I got this. Why don't you go home for the night ok?" His voice was harsh with an edge to it.

"But I thought…?"

"Abram, go home."

He hated when he had to be like this. But he had to stop kidding himself. He had to stop leading Abram on. They were supposed to look online for a place to live this week, and he could not bring himself to do it. Abram was really starting to get on his nerves lately. He nagged at him, whined and was too clingy. At least with Yuri he would say something , then nag, but never whined. He could not take that.

He watched Abram leave and he honestly did not care. Sitting on the couch he had those pictures in his hands. So many pictures they had of them. Yuri always wanted to capture moments, saying they could always look back on them later and smile. Here he was, sitting on the couch, smiling… crying.

Dammit. How did this all happen? He heard his phone chime and he almost didn't want to look at it knowing it would Abram but was surprised when he saw it was Yuri. It was one simple word. "Hello ". He stood there staring at it for a few minutes. He did not know what to say, " Hi" was all he could think.

Sitting back on the couch, he looked down at the pictures again. The majority of them had him looking at the camera and Yuri smiling at him. There were a few selfies they did together where Yuri would kiss his cheek as he took the picture. He had to smile at them.

He heard a light knocking on the door and set the pictures down. Opening the door he gasp. Yuri was standing there. He didn't want to think why or how, all he knew Yuri was right there, right now. They stared at each other for a long time till Yuri said, "Are you going to invite me in or should I just…"

Otabek stepped aside and let Yuri through. Yuri walked in and went to the living room. He saw the framed pictures on the coffee table and boxes over on the wall. He picked up a couple of the pictures looking at them.

"We were so happy then, weren't we?" Yuri's voice cracked a little bit and he stared at him. He could see how his nose and face were getting red. Otabek knew exactly what that meant, he was getting upset.

"FUCK BEKA! What the hell is wrong with us?" He set the frames down as he sat down on the couch. Putting his head in his hands. His shoulders were shaking. Sitting down next to him, Otabek pulled Yuri to his chest and could feel his body trembling. He went to run his fingers through his hair, and felt it was short and thinner. Shaking his head he just cradled him to him. Yuri finally calming himself sat up and grabbed a tissue to wipe his tears and nose.

Otabek knew he needed to say something. They got into this mess because he never said anything. Yuri sat up and pushed him off. He jumped to his feet and was getting angry. Glaring at him.

"Aren't you going to fucking say anything Otabek? I mean for once, fucking say something!" Yuri was pleading at him.

He just let everything happen. Here Yuri was, standing in front of him, crying over old pictures of them. He knew there was something still there.

"Yura…" Otabek saw Yuri look at him. Those eyes still wet and threatening to drop tears. He was staring at Yuri. Remembering the last five years. The friendship, the relationship, everything. His mind was so full of all the amazing times they had together. "I still love you." He watched the hard expression on Yuri's face fall and soften.

Otabek is not sure who moved first, but they had met halfway. Yuri looked right at him, "Beka… It has always been just you."

His arms were around Yuri and Yuri was grabbing his shirt. Their mouths met perfectly still. They both moaned at the same time. Both mouths opening to accept the other. They stood there for the longest time just kissing. They couldn't stop. Otabek was running his hands under Yuri's shirt wanting to feel his skin. Yuri started pushing him down the hallway. They kept bumping into the wall. Never stopping the kiss. Once back in the bedroom, they immediately were on the bed.

Clothing was pulled off quickly. Otabek was trying to kiss anything and everything he could. Yuri was vocal, calling out "Beka" every chance he got. He missed those calls and cries out. He missed the way Yuri's body arched to his perfectly, missed how that mouth would kiss him and those lips getting so red and swollen. Even the smell of him drove him mad.

He worked his way between Yuri's legs, pushing his knees back to the mattress, he definitely missed his flexibility. He could bend him almost any way he wanted and his body gave into it easily. He did not want this to be over quickly, so he made sure to take his time getting Yuri ready. Normally they would be in a rush and impatient, but not this time. He missed Yuri and he was taking his time.

Yuri was crying out, he was sobbing, he was a mess. He couldn't help but notice light purple marks along his collarbones, he started biting at his neck. "Beka… mark me… make… make me yours again…" Otabek growled and started sucking and biting over the other marks to replace them with his own.

It was slow. It was perfect. Yuri stared him in his eyes as he entered him. He slowly kissed Yuri as he thrusted in and out slowly. Yuri had wrapped his arms and legs around him holding him tightly. Neither one wanting to let go. He would slow down to make it last longer, Yuri would kiss him. Finally when they couldn't anymore, Otabek slammed into him a couple times then they were both calling out the other's name as they released.

He held onto Yuri tightly. Breathing hard, tears running down his face. He could feel Yuri shaking underneath him. Looking down on him he could see tears falling off his cheeks. He kissed him as he slowly pulled out. Yuri wiped his face with his hands and got up going to the bathroom. He could hear the sink going.

When Yuri came back out, his face was washed, his nose was still red. He crawled back up on the bed and curled into Otabek, "We need to talk… about everything."

They did talk. They did not yell. They laid there till almost morning talking it all out. Abram, JJ, the last few months.

Yuri was feeling bad and guilty over JJ and decided he should at least ride with him to the airport. He kissed Otabek saying he would be back soon.

FLASH FORWARD – 3 years

Otabek was standing in front of the courthouse, nervous. Yuri had said they were just going to do it and get it over with. They didn't want a big ass wedding and reception like Victor and Yuuri did, but they did have Yuuri and Victor there. No matter how docile those two were, he knew this would be the final straw if they did not have them there.

He was wearing a pin stripe gray and white suit. Yuri had picked it out, saying it would be dashing on him. He had to admit, it did make him look good. He was waiting for Yuri to get there so they go in before the justice of the peace. They were at a competition in America and wanted to go where they could legally marry and then back out on the ice the next day. They hated rushing it, but they just wanted the paper, later they would do a party.

A car pulled up and Yuri stepped out. He had to smile. It was perfect. Yuri wore a white suit. He had a pale green shirt on under the jacket with a darker green tie, Otabek's favorite color. He had started growing his hair back out after cutting it three years ago and it was right under his shoulders again, though he kept his undercut. He had a braid in the front that went to the back securing the hair back. He was breath taking.

They both stood on the sidewalk just staring at one another. Finally Victor and Yuuri ushered them in and they had their quick ceremony. Victor and Yuuri cried through the entire thing. Otabek could have sworn he heard Yuri's voice crack at his vows, Yuri would tell you the same about Otabek.

Neither could say it was easy once they got back together, but the one thing they learned was to finally communicate. Otabek had sent Abram off to the coach in the UK for the season and he just went following Yuri thought his competitions being supportive. JJ stayed in touch with Yuri and they sent odd snapchats back and forth. JJ said If they ever wanted a threesome to let him know. Otabek would shake his head and firmly say NO. Otabek and JJ did not ever talk, not that they ever did, but he understood Yuri talking to him.

When they made it back to their hotel that night, they had a delivery of flowers and champagne to the room, the card read "Congrats on the wedding! Still available for that 3some - JJ" and they had to laugh as they popped the bottle open.

Note::: I have never done an alt ending before. So this is... quite shitty retake of the ending here, we would take this after Chapter 12 and IGNORE 13/14 all together - This is my way of saying IM SORRY FOR BREAKING ALL OF YALLS HEARTS... but damn, mine shattered too ok? Try to remember, I wrote this damn story in under a week and almost did not even post it. I know I paced it fast, and that is kind of how I do them... I dunno... guess I am afraid of big projects.

What happen to JJ? Hell if I know... But I gave Otayuri a happy ending. I can't please everyone, so I am sorry if you dont like the other ending... or this one.

Im shutting this one down... for good now! lol! Thanks for sticking through train wreck!