Yuuri sat at his desk writing a note. Or rather, a suicide note. Yuuri decided today was the day he finally ended it. He tried and tried to forget about his longing for death, but it was too much to handle. Yuuri finished his note and grabbed a box of razor blades and headed for the bathroom.

He looked at himself in the mirror once more debating whether he should do this.

'Viktor will be devistated...' Yuuri thought.

...

'Fuck it. Dying is my life long dream... I'm sorry Viktor.. I tried to live for you...i just cant anymore...'

Yuuri took a blade out of the box, set his note down, and stepped in the bathtub full of water, taking deep breaths, calming himself down.

'Calm down Yuuri, this is gonna hurt a lot more than it needs to if you dont relax...'

Yuuri looked down at the blade and brought it to his arm.

'Well, its now or never.."

Yuuri placed the tip of the blade gently on his skin. And then...

"AAHHH! ..hc...Shit..."

Yuuri pierced the skin of his wrist and dragged the blade across down his arm. The pain was almost too much. Yuuri wanted to stop right there and then, but he had to do this. "No one would even care if i died..." He continued, until he reached the end of his left forearm. He then took the blade and switched it to his left hand and placed the tip of the balde on his right wrist. He pressed down and what looked like loads of blood came running out.

"AAaAAhhhHH!..."

Yuuri took deep breaths and his right forearm split open, gushing blood as the blade sinks deeper into his skin, until it finally reached the end of his arm. Yuuri took the blade off of his arm and held it firmly in his hand. He took several more deep breathes, calming himself down. After seems like forever, his breathing started to get lighter and lighter and his eyesite became dark. Yuuri smiled, and mustering up his last breathes, he muttered something, only for him to hear.

"Goodbye, Viktor... I love you..."

Viktor came home later that evening, smiling with glee. He was out for photoshoots and meetings all day and wasn't able to see his Yuuri. But now he's finally home. Chris walked in after Viktor, as Viktor offered him dinner with him and Yuuri.

"Yuuri! I'm home! I brought some pictures from my photoshoot. I thought you would love them! Chris is here too! He's joining us for dinner!" Viktor shouted into the small apartment.

He was met with silence.

The platinum haired man turned his head to the side in confusion. 'Strange.. He always replies... Is he out?'

"Yuuri? Are you here? Yuuri?! Chris, do you think you can wait in the living room?"

"Yeah sure." Chris said as he left the entrance. Viktor didnt even bother to take his coat off. He set his bags down and went to look for his fiance.

He checked their bedroom. Nope. The kitchen. No. The laundry room. Nuh-uh.

Viktor went to check the living room when he stepped in a puddle.

"Oh. Yuuri, are you taking a bath? It's flooding!" Viktor called. No response. He sighed and opened the door.

"Yuuri, i told you many times not to overflood the-" He opened his eyes and looked at the scene upon him. "bath...tub.."

Viktor knew two things at that moment. One, the bathtub was full of blood, and two, his finace was in it, pale as can be. It took Viktor a minute to realize and ran to Yuuri's side.

"YUURI! No, nononononono моя любовь don't do this to me nononono... Yuuri, honey open your eyes, everything's okay. Just stay with me.. CHRIS!" He tried to stay calm, but the fact that his ray of sunshine is cold as the freezer. He yelled out once more. "CHRIS, GET IN HERE NOW!"

Viktor hugged Yuuri's lifeless body, begging for him to come back. "It's okay my love, just wake up alright... CHRIS!" as Viktor cried Chris' name a third time, Chris bolted in the bathroom.

"Viktor, what's wro- Oh my god Yuuri! What happened to him?!" Chris kneeled next to Viktor.

"Viktor shaked his head. "I dont know! When i entered he was like this... Go call 112, quick!"

Chris nodded and grabbed his phone, dialling "112". He reported the situation and within a few minutes he was back at Viktor's side.

"An ambulance will be here in 5 minutes."

Viktor nodded at Chris' words, and continued to hug Yuuri.

'How did it come to this?!'

Aaaaaannnndd that's it with this chapter! I know i know this sucks, but I'm trying! I havent really written angst before, so i hope this is okay... I'm not planning this to be a long fic, so this will probably have one or two more chapters. Who knows! Please look forward to the next chapter! Byebye!