Modern Day AU
Word count: 505
Thank you to @thomas-thedavid-lightwood for helping me figure out what I can write! Also, thank you to @thesapphicrend for helping me pick a Persian name I can use for this fic! 💕
“Ope!” The youngest Carstairs yelled.
“What the hell is ‘ope?’ Alastair whispered to Cordelia.
“No idea, but Māhoor really loves that word now.” Cordelia responded.
Māhoor was jumping all over the place and wouldn’t sit down. Both Alastair and Cordelia were exhausted watching their hyper seven-year-old sibling. Risa and Sona were out on a date and God only knows when they’ll be back.
“Māhoor, do you want to watch a movie?” Alastair asked me. Hoping the activity will calm him down.
“YES!” Māhoor screamed.
“Okay, but you have to sit down and be very quiet,” Cordelia told him. Māhoor nodded their head as a reply.
“Can we watch Frozen?” Both Alastair and Cordelia ￼ ￼￼ groaned.
“How about Layla and I surprised you with a movie this time, Joon?”
Māhoor looked weary at that idea, but nevertheless they said, okay.
Alastair put on his favorite Disney movie as a child. Which was The Emperor’s New Groove. An hour into the movie, Māhoor started getting restless. They got up looked Alastair straight into his eyes and ￼ announced, “This movie is stupid!”
Oh no, Cordelia thought to herself.
Alastair raised his eyebrows and said, “what?”
“I said,” Māhoor put their hands on their waist, “this movie is stupid!”
“It is not!” Alastair￼ argued back.
“Yes, it is!”
“Boys perhaps we should-“Cordelia started, but was cut off by Alastair.
“No, we are not putting on Frozen!”
“No! I want Frozen!” Māhoor yelled.
“Not when you say it like that!” Alastair scolded back.
While Alastair and Māhoor argued. Cordelia found it hilarious that her adult brother, who is twenty-six, is arguing with their seven-year-old sibling. It was very chaotic and entertaining to watch. Both of them have their mother’s stubbornness and attitude, so the fighting isn’t unusual. It was strange though when outsiders saw them fight. People assume Alastair is Māhoor’s father and have no idea they are actually siblings.
They could have their own reality show, Cordelia thought to herself.
After ten minutes of fighting, Sona and Risa came home to the storm called Alastair and Māhoor.
“What is going on here?” Sona said, hands on her hips.
“Nothing!” Both Alastair and Māhoor said. Cordelia bite back a laugh at their reply.
Māhoor then ran up to their mother and said, “Dâsâh and I were talking about how Frozen is the best movie in the world! Right, dâdâsh?” Māhoor looked over to him, with a mischievous smile.
Cordelia snorted while Alastair looked dumbfounded.
“Right,” he mumbled.
“Also, dâdâsh said he was about to put Frozen on for me!”
“Aww how sweet of you, Alastair Joon. You’re a good brother. Enjoy the movie. Risa and I will be in the kitchen making tea if you need us.”
“Did I just lose an argument to a seven-year-old?” Alastair said to Cordelia.
Cordelia laughed and said, “yes, yes you did.”
“Frozen, Frozen, Frozen,” Māhoor chanted.
In the end, Frozen was put on for the twentieth time this week. It was worth it though seeing the smile on Māhoor’s face.
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As Alastair Carstairs slid onto the rink once more, the olympic stadium was so quiet the only sound to be heard for miles was that of his skates cutting through the smooth ice.
While his fabulous attire caused a massive ripple the surprisingly heteronormative men’s figure skating community, his movements only caused a slight ripple in the fabric of his navy blue skirt. The silver diamonds flowing downward like manufactured tears silently clinked against each other. The color scene of his costume perfectly matched the streaks in his hair and the gold hoops and silver studs along his upper earlobe were just icing on the cake.
Thousands of Iranian flags surrounded him, all encompassing walls of green, white and red. It was Iran’s second year placing in this particular sport and the second year of Alastair’s career outside of the junior league. Only Charles Fairchild was idiotic enough to believe this was a coincidence.
Alastair stopped directly in front of the second place winner and spun around to face the crowd. He blew a kiss to his younger sister, Cordelia. The camera zoomed in on her as she jokingly swallowed it.
When the gold metal was draped over Alastair’s neckline, the audience’s cheers roared so loud people watching from the comfort of their homes were forced to refuse the volume by several bars in order to keep their hearing intact. The people witnessing it live lost that hope during Alastair’s free skate routine.
Barbara dropped her brother's hand and stuck both her fingers in her ears to block out the noise. While Eugenia hurriedly stood and lifted Tomás into the air in an act of celebration. (A feat that would become nearly impossible in just a few short months.)
Once returned to the ground, Tomás fixed his attention to the boy on the screen again. Beautiful.
Tomás had begun skating on recommendation from his physical therapist to ‘get active’. Not the smartest decision on her part, for he had injured, to some degree, every bone in his body from the leg down. But it kept him busy and his family loved going to his competitions an embarrassing amount.
Throughout the entirety of his career, Tomás had been mediocre at best. However watching the god in human form known as Alastair Carstairs skate lit a something in him he hadn’t even known was there. A desire to excel.
Tomás closed his eyes and imagined being able to do something as breathtaking as what he’d just witnessed.
One day, he promised himself, one day.
This is a short snippet from my contribution to Alastair Month, Born To Make History! If it isn’t already obvious from the title and general plot, its a Yuri on Ice!!! Thomastairs AU
Featuring: Tomás Lightwood of Spain, Alastair Carastairs of Iran, Matthew Fairchild of England, James Herondale of Wales, and Kamala Joshi of India (Plus Cordelia as Iran’s champion fencer)
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