Probably, with a different two people, this entire thing would have gone quite differently. But neither of them are anyone else but who they are, and so Otabek just reaches down and splays his fingers across Yuri's around his waist for a moment, reassuring and there but without comment, and then at least attempts to pay more attention to driving than the feel of him settled in behind him.
It's probably good that they didn't do anything else on the bike for another reason by the time they get to the hotel, which is that they have to walk across the lobby and while Otabek doesn't have the same kind of fan following Yuri does, he did just win a gold medal.
(And there might, just might be some Yuri's Angels out there who've taken the whole "best friends" thing a little too far already. There's fanfic. Otabek is aware it exists, but hasn't dared look at it.)
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Date: 2017-04-10 01:02 pm (UTC)It's probably good that they didn't do anything else on the bike for another reason by the time they get to the hotel, which is that they have to walk across the lobby and while Otabek doesn't have the same kind of fan following Yuri does, he did just win a gold medal.
(And there might, just might be some Yuri's Angels out there who've taken the whole "best friends" thing a little too far already. There's fanfic. Otabek is aware it exists, but hasn't dared look at it.)