One Night's Not Enough (слэш)

However, the shoes felt strangely cold at his feet, and it was only then that Yuuri realized just what material they were made of. Glass. Honest to God, those shoes were made of opaque glass. Yuuri stared down at his feet in confusion, wondering just how he was supposed to walk in them without them shattering into a million of pieces.
He kept on staring at the shiny shoes, catching his lower lip between his teeth. "Don't you think it's a bit, you know, too flashy?"
"Eh, what, no. There's nothing like 'too flashy'. And anyway, my taste in clothes is impeccable."
Yuuri looked up from the glass shoes to stare at the guy's outfit which bore a striking resemblance to a leopard's fur. The heavily dominating pattern basically stung in his eyes.
"Impeccable taste. Right."
 
-- Cinderella-esque AU in which prince Viktor doesn’t give a flying fuck about what his father wants him to do, Yuuri is confused about his alleged fairy godfather being a grumpy teenager, and falling in love with each other is a tad more complicated than it should be.