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Victor Nikiforov enters the banquet hall late as he just finishes posing and signing autographs for all the fans outside the event hall. To his surprise, the hall was already filled with cheers and glee as a circle of people (with their phones out) were all crowded in the middle, seemingly watching an on-going err…what is going on in there anyway?
Victor successfully squeezes into the crowd and sees his fellow rinkmate, his junior, Yuri Plisetsky dancing with a certain black haired guy in the middle of the dancefloor… wait… pardon me… breakdancing in the middle of the dancefloor.
“Victor! Nice of you to show up. Finally!” Someone says as an arm was put around Victor and fondly squeezes his shoulder.
Victor looks to see his fellow skater, Christophe Giacometti standing beside him.
“Chris! What the hell is going on? It’s been what? 30 minutes since the party started and someone is already…. Uhm… what are they doing anyway? Why is Yuri breakdancing?” Victor asked, astonished at the scene unfolding in front of him.
“Apparently, that black haired guy suddenly challenged Yuri for a dance off after a couple of drinks.” Chris replied as he laughed.
“Chris-san~ come dance with me next!!!” The said black haired man suddenly glides to the side and grabs Chris' arm and tried to lead him to the dance floor.
“Wait little guy! I’m for the main event! Take this old man instead!” Chris says as he pushes Victor into the smaller man’s arms.
“What the! Chris!!” Victor starts to protest as the other man starts to pull him to the dance floor.
“Oh! Victor-san!!! You are much more prettier than my posters~” The smaller man looks up to Victor, eyes shining. “This is such a nice dream~ Please be real~ Oh gosh, you’re in my arms~” The black haired man smiles up dreamingly at Victor.
Victor cannot help but wonder how such an adorable smile can even exist.
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A couple of hours and less clothing later, Victor was half carrying, half dragging the drunk, dark-haired boy towards the latter’s room.
“Just a few more steps, we’re almost there.” Victor whispers to the adorable man.
The two finally reaches the hotel room and Victor swipes the keycard as he drags the smaller man to the bed. He gently removes his (Victor’s) jacket that was draped on the other man as his clothes kinda disappeared in the banquet hall during the pole dancing dance-off vs. Chris. Victor then proceeded into the bathroom and got a glass of water to leave at the bedside table.
He takes one last look at the smaller man, and smiled a little. ‘It sucks that I couldn’t even get your name.’ He thinks as he smiles fondly at the man on the bed.
He sat down on the bed and gently brushed back the bangs from the other man’s face.
“Goodnight.”
Victor proceeded to get up when a hand suddenly grabbed his wrist.
“Victor-san~ this is a dream right?”
“Yes it is.” Victor smiles at the smaller man.
“Oh…. it that case…. I can do this!” The other man says as he suddenly stood up on top of the bed and practically dives into Victor.
“What the!!” Victor didn’t have time to react as the smaller man jumped him and they both stumbled into the floor.
The last thing Victor can remember as he blacked out as his head hit the nearby chair was that his hair smells nice.
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Victor Nikiforov woke up with a migraine. Where am I? Victor thinks as he wakes up in an unfamiliar room. What happened? Victor tries to get up when somebody opened the door and went inside the room. Why is my foot hurting? Victor thinks as he tries to move other parts of his body.
“Ah!! Victor-san! Do not try to get up, you’re hurt! A familiar voice says as footsteps near the bed."
Victor looks up to see the black haired boy from last night.
“What happened?” Victor asked as he clutches his head.
“I’m sorry!! Here please drink this.” The other man says as a glass of water was gently put against Victor’s lips.
Victor drank the water as the other man fidgets at the side. After drinking, Victor looks up questioningly towards the other man.
“Uhm… I don’t really remember what happened but when I woke up, we were both on the floor with uhmmm… me on top of you and you had a bump on your head and you were unconscious and I…I’m sorry!!! I don’t remember but uhmmm I don’t think I molested you because you were fully clothed but oh my goddd what did I do last night!!” The other man rambled on and Victor couldn’t help but laugh.
“Stop rambling it’s okay! You just got a little drunk last night and I helped you get back to your room.” Victor said as he gave the flushing man a smile. “And when I was leaving the room you kinda jumped me and I guess you knocked me out when we hit the floor.”
“oh my god!!! Victor-san I am so sorry!! Oh gosh!! I contacted your coach though and said you were here so he wouldn’t worry, well your phone was ringing non-stop and I was worried you would wake up because you looked really tired and oh gosh I’m rambling again!!!” The other man said as he looked down to his lap, blushing.
Victor starts laughing again at the other man’s antics. “Hey it’s fine! No harm done…”
“But there is harm done!!!” The man looked up and there seems to be tears in his eyes.
“Hey why are you crying?” Victor asked, startled.
“Well you sprained your ankle too!” The other man burst out as more tears started flowing. “I wrapped it up real well though!”
Victor looked under the covers and saw that his right foot was indeed sprained but wrapped up nicely. So that's why my foot was hurting.
“It doesn’t really hurt that much, don’t worry and besides, the season just ended, I have time to rest.”
“Please let me make it up to you Victor-san!! Let me help you get well faster!! I can help you get better in just under two weeks!”
“What are you talking about? And how would you know how long it will take for me to heal?” Victor asked, surprised.
“Well you see, I’m a physical therapist for the ISU, let me help your ankle get better faster!” The man smiled at Victor as he spoke with determination.
Victor took a second to think and stared a bit at the determined man. With a small smile, Victor sighed softly, seemingly resigned at the inevitable. Who could say no to that?
“I’ll agree to your offer Mr. PT, but only on two conditions.” Victor replied.
“What is it Victor-san?”
“First, stop calling me Victor-san, you can call me Victor. And second, give me your name?”
“Oh!” The other man blushed again. “I’m Yuuri Katsuki! Nice to meet you Victor-sa…ermm Victor!” Yuuri smiles as he holds out his hand.
“Nice to meet you, Yuuri.” Victor smiles back. Oh I think it will be a pleasant two-weeks working with this guy.
THE END
Just joking! :))) Will try to type up part two now :))