Hey y'all! I did a small thingy here because I wantd to celebrate our boy's birthday.
So here we go, I hope you like this one!
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As always, English isn't my first language and this piece was unbeta'ed.
Enjoy!
Vitya Week 2017/ Day 1: Heart.
Victor is a man full of love. He is usually happy and rarely gets mad, much less angry. People who know him agree that he is the most positive and charming person they could ever meet. He cheers his fellow competitors, applauds when he finds a program enchanting and meets with his fans with the biggest smile on his face.
Yes, Victor is like a living heart.
But little do they know, that under that cheerful facade, lives a man who has gone through lots of heartbreaks.
When he was five, his father abandoned him and his mother. His childish mind couldn't understand why he had to go. Victor only watched his mother crying at night and struggling to keep living on.
A year later, Victor found his first passion. Figure skating. When he moved on the ice, he felt lighter, as if all the pressure was leaving his body with every movement, every figure. And when people told him how good he was and how gracefully he skated, he decided to give his very best to impress and inspire others.
When he was ten, his mother sent him away with some relatives to live in St. Petersburg. He never saw her again. But he wanted to believe that it was for the best. His aunt was strict, but she allowed him to continue doing what he loved. And moving to a bigger city offered him more opportunities.
When he was a teenager, a little ball of fluff rolled into his life. He found Makkachin in a pet store. The owner told him the dog was the smallest of the litter, and no one wanted a weak dog. Well, Victor did want it. Makkachin turned quickly into his best friend and most loyal companion, and when Victor moved out into his own apartment, Makkachin had his own bed waiting for him in Victor's bedroom.
His life became a little easier with time, and maybe that was the reason why he suddenly felt empty.
He was a skilled skater, a living legend, as most tabloids labeled him. He practically had the world at his feet. But it wasn't enough. Victor tried to fulfill his solitude with long hours of practice. He won two more championships. He was praised by the public, and his joyful smile became stiff, artificial. He didn't laugh as much as he used to, and skating, his one and only passion, didn't change how he felt.
When the season was over, he got a text from different people "You need to watch this now," and a link attached. It was a video, and the title said 'Katsuki Yuuri Tried to Skate Victor's FS Program [Stay Close to Me]'. Out of curiosity, he played the video and he noticed two things: 1) The Japanese man performing his choreography was the same man that drunkenly, asked him to be his coach. And 2) His heartbeat was a bit faster as he observed Yuuri doing his program. He had some imperfections, but Victor could almost see the music moving through Yuuri's body. He was instantly charmed, but something else was growing in his chest.
He didn't know what that feeling was at first until he had the chance to see him on the ice rink.
If he had to put a name to that feeling, it was a weird combination of attraction and love.
And after the time they spent in Hasetsu, Victor rediscovered the different kinds that the word 'love' had to offer. The family love, with Yuuri's family. The love that came with eating delicious food every dinner. The love of doing what he adored. The love that his Makka had for him.
And the kind of love that was unconditional, that couldn't be put in one category, because it was so complex and different from the others.
The kind of love that only Yuuri could give him.
Yes, Victor is a man full of love, even his smile is heart-shaped. But it's thanks to Yuuri that he has a reason to smile again. After more than twenty years, it is Yuuri who teaches him daily, what the meaning of 'love' is.