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Another post about my au

i don’t understand why vegan recipes always use agave or maple syrup instead of honey like surely golden syrup is both cheaper and does the same exact job

#like is it because of stupid people being scared of refined sugar or just ?#actually do americans even have golden syrup ? they have treacle as molasses right so surely #i’ve never had agave tbf does it taste like honey ??#dandelion honey is incredible i know that much #humhumhum #alia

A vow to uphold [7/?]

Yuuri is tugged from the room. For someone so small, Yuri has a lot of strength to his grip, and even more power in his legs. Yuuri almost stumbles a couple of times, until Yuri stops, as abruptly as he arrived. Startled, Yuuri is spun around to face the angry teen. His arm pangs briefly, where Yuri's fingers bit into flesh a little too hard, but it's Yuri's eyes that call for Yuuri's attention, so he dares not turn his gaze away. Because, like most times Yuuri has seen him, Yuri is barely withholding his anger and disgust. It makes Yuuri want to shrivel back from him. The only thing that keeps him grounded is the fact that Yuri is only a teen, a mere child whose words, while callous, most likely stem from some deeper problems than Yuuri's presence at court.

It is not all about him, Yuuri tells himself as he lifts his chin to accept whatever Yuri is going to blame him for.

"I still can't imagine what Victor sees in you, but I'm going to find out," Yuri growls out, clenching Yuuri's elbow in a way that almost makes Yuuri wince. "You're going to come to the northern courtyard tonight. At midnight. Alone."

"I can't. Victor will know." Yuuri shakes his head. "I can't just leave in the middle of the night when we're both in the same bed."

Yuri's face twists in a grimace of disgust. "I don't fucking care. You will meet me there, or you will never find peace in this mess of a family. I'll make sure of that."

"But–"

"Oh, for fuck's sake!" Yuri rips away his hand from Yuuri's elbow with such force that Yuuri stumbles back a step. "Are you honestly just a weak little omega who needs their alpha to allow them to shit?"

The crass words make Yuuri flinch. Or that's what Yuuri tells himself, trying to quiet the truth that whispers in his heart. The truth that tells him Yuri is right. Yuuri never wanted to be one of those kept omegas, those who required the permission to do everything and went mad with trying to please their alpha. Even when Yuuri agreed to marry the prince, he promised himself that he will not succumb to this.

And Yuri just reminded him of how close he came to that which he most despised – being kept, like a dog on a leash. Like a doll on a shelf, a prized possession and nothing else.

"I'll be there," Yuuri decides in the moment, straightening his back and rising to his full height. His arm pangs, as if to agree with his choice.

Pleased surprise lights up Yuri's green eyes. He opens his mouth to give Yuuri another smart comment, but before he can, the doors of the dining room somewhere behind their backs open again and the queen steps through. Her eyes find them and narrow, as if she knows there is something unusual in seeing them together like this.

Yuri scoffs. He turns on his heel with a final glance at Yuuri. He doesn't need to warn him against coming forth with what transpired between them. Yuuri himself knows to keep this a secret. From the queen, the king, and Victor – at least for the time being. He nods to the unspoken warning, and Yuri twists on his heel, disappearing beyond the corner before the queen makes it there.

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