A/N: AAAnnnnd, I'm back. Long story short, school started and then I had classes, which probably won't matter anyway, because I had to withdraw this semester due to…reasons. Oh well. Next semester will be better, I'm sure.

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The ride home was, thankfully, not as eventful as the previous encounter. Yuri sighed and stared out of the window of the train compartment they were in. It wouldn't be long now, and they'd be back home. Yuri pulled out his phone and started to finally look through it properly. Of course, there were the pictures of the previous night, and just looking at them made Yuri blush scarlet.

'Jesus'. Yuri thought, as he continued to scroll through his phone. Some of the pictures were…pretty risqué, to say the least. There was a picture of Yuri and Otabek dancing, a picture of Yuri and Otabek…well, to Yuri it looked like he was humping Otabek. His face, if possible, became more red. It was the last picture that really caught his attention. Yuri and Otabek were red-faced ('Probably from the alcohol', Yuri thought.) and Yuri had pinned up the wedding dress so his legs were free. There was what looked like a garland wrapped around his thigh, and they were sucking on each other's necks. Right where the bond mark was. Yuri flushed in complete and total embarrassment, and quickly deleted all of the pictures from his page. They were all on his phone, and he didn't want the entire world to see his private life. Well…it was kind of far too late for that, he supposed.

God, he was so stupid. What on earth possessed him yesterday? Something had to have done so. Otabek too. Otabek was the more level headed one out of the two of them, and could always bring Yuri back from whatever insane ideas he had. Once, Yuri remembered, he wanted to go swimming with the dolphins, but Otabek had talked him out of it. It wouldn't have been a problem, really, but Yuri had wanted to go at night, buck naked, in a dolphin habitat. Where no one had been around. Otabek, being the physical embodiment of the inner voice that tells you something is a bad idea that Yuri hadn't seemed to be born with, had managed to explain why Yuri's idea was terrible.

"You'll get yourself killed, Yura. Then who will be around to listen to me bitch all the time?" he had asked, sarcastically.

"I think you've got that backwards" Yuri'd said.

Smiling at the memory, Yuri looked down at his phone once more. He had tons of messages, some from the Katsudon and Victor, but most from his grandpa…

Shit. His grandpa. He probably found out from the internet that he'd gotten married. Shit. This was not how he should have found out. It was probably a little cliché, but Yuri had always dreamed that when he finally got married, his grandpa would be there to give him away. Even before presenting, Yuri knew that he preferred men, and always thought that if and when he ever did get married, his grandpa would be there, by his side and walking him down the aisle.

Yuri wiped away a few tears that had fallen from his eyes. Now was not the time to be sentimental. He could face all of that tomorrow, after this insane day had ended. But, he supposed, he did owe his grandpa an explanation. Looking at the messages that his grandpa sent, Yuri opened the first one.

'Yuratchka' it read, 'Did you get married?'

And apparently, the bright person he was last night had responded, 'Yup.'

There were more after that, none of which Yuri had answered. Shit. He pulled up the latest one. His grandpa must have been panicked after not hearing from him for the rest of the night. It was simply: 'Yuri, where are you? Are you okay? What is going on? I called Victor and Yuri but they said they hadn't seen you since you left the wedding party. Call me when you get this message Yuri. I'm very worried. I just want to hear from you and know that you're alright.'

God, now Yuri felt even worse. He should call-

"Shit." His battery had just died. Fuck.

*snore*…

Yuri looked up from his now dead phone to see Otabek had fallen asleep on the bench in front of him. He was snoring quietly, but Yuri still heard it. It was almost cute, really. He wasn't going to disturb him, Yuri had decided. As it turns out, he didn't need to, as an attendee woman decided to do it for him with a tap on the compartment door. It looked to be an attendee, at the least.

Yuri opened the compartment door to come face to face with the woman. She had her hair tied up in a neat bun, and her uniform was ridiculously clean. She gave off no scent, so Yuri assumed that she was a beta. The knock seemed to wake up Otabek.

"Can we help you?" Yuri asked.

The woman looked at Yuri and her nose crinkled, as if she had smelled something disgusting.

"We're going to need to see your ticket." She said, holding her hand out. Otabek and Yuri shared a glance, but went to grab their respective tickets. The woman glanced over at Otabek.

"Not you, sir. Just the Omega." She said.

Yuri glared at the woman. "The OMEGA has a name."

"The OMEGA is in the Alpha section." She glared right back at him. "Ticket." Her hand held out, the woman stared Yuri down.

Sighing, Yuri just hands her his ticket.

She looks over the ticket and then scans it with a machine that she had brought with her that Yuri didn't notice before.

"This is a spousal exception ticket. May I see some identification?" The woman then turned to Otabek and her entire demeanor seemed to change. Her face was no longer in a glare and her eyes showed a kindness that wasn't there when she had looked at Yuri.

"I'm sorry for the hassle, sir. It's just protocol. People have been…complaining, you see." She said.

"Complaining about what?" Yuri asked, standing up.

The woman ignored him.

"What are the complaints about?" Otabek asked as well, pulling out his identification and handing it to her. Yuri, begrudgingly, gave her his as well. She didn't look at him when she took it.

"Is your omega recently bonded?" the woman asked, looking over the identification.

Otabek nodded. "Yes, last night."

The woman nodded, then handed both Otabek and Yuri's information back to Otabek. "That's probably it then. Recently bonded omegas need a bit of time after bonding before their scent changes completely. The other Alphas were probably just smelling an unbonded omega in the Alpha section and became alarmed. Everything seems to be in order. I'm so sorry to have disturbed you sir." She said politely. She held her hand out for Otabek to shake, which he did, but there seemed to be a scowl on his face.

"If anyone gives you or your omega any trouble, please let me know. My name's Natalia if you need any further assistance." Then, without looking at Yuri for even half of a second, she left the compartment.

Otabek handed Yuri back his ID and scowled.

"Fucking bitch." Yuri said, sitting back down. Otabek nodded his head in agreement.

"She was kind of awful." Otabek agreed.

"Not to you." Yuri mumbled.

Sighing sadly, Otabek nodded. "No…not to me."

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The train arrived not long afterwards, and Yuri was anxious to leave. He wanted to just go home and call his grandpa. He felt so terrible.

With Otabek by his side, they headed off to Yuri's apartment.

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A/N: I'm so sorry it's been almost a month! But I should be able to update more frequently now. I'm not in classes ATM, so I should have a little more time to write. Thank you everyone for your support!

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