Title: choking on their halos
Fandom: Yuri!!! on Ice
Rating: Teen
Length: 401 words
Content notes: N/A
Author notes: For Challenge 212: Ice.
Summary: Phichit watches the Sochi GPF.



Yuuri leaves the ice and Phichit's heart sinks as he walks towards the kiss and cry. His shoulders are hunched and his eyes are welling with tears; God, Phichit wishes he could go there to Sochi and hug him and comfort him. He'll be alright, and he'll come back; he trusts him in that regard. Phichit bites his lip as Yuuri sobs harder as he gets his results; nowhere near anything the others have gotten beforehand. A part of Phichit knows he'll get sixth place, and he doesn't want to admit it to the rest of himself.

Phichit fiddles with his hands as Celestino takes Yuuri to elsewhere, avoiding the cameras and the glitz. Yuuri could do better with anything but the cameras being on him; they still follow him as he cries and breaks down in a terrible silence. Phichit's heart is in his throat at the sight of his roommate crying, the silence of his bedroom deafening. He could've gone if it wasn't for what little money he has; skating is expensive and he couldn't spend all his money on his best friend even if he wanted to with all his heart.

As he watches, the scene that the cameras show changes to Michele Crispino's performance, and he pulls away from the TV. His hands itch to do something else, his medication forgotten in the counter, and his body feels like it will destroy itself from the fact he just saw his best friend lose everything he hoped to get. He takes his phone in his hand and types away messages of you can do this and you'll be alright to Yuuri. He doesn't read them, but he tries not to worry about that.

A while later, he sees how Viktor Nikiforov won; his smile is as empty as ever, and his stomach sinks. Yuuri is probably so destroyed at this happening, and he's sorry for him. His dream had always been getting to the Final and skating in the same ice as Viktor, but him losing has probably taken all the happiness away from the fact he got to do that. Phichit wants to take him into his arms and hug him, tell him it'll be alright. And as he flaps his hands in anxiety, trying to quell his racing thoughts, he hopes Yuuri comes back to Detroit to be together for at least a few months more.