Yuuri on Ice – Viktor's Story
Chapter 1
Hello! Viktor here, ready to share with you all my side of the story of me and Yuuri. You see, you may think that it was Yuri who needed me the most – but the truth is that it was the other way around.
After I had won my 6th Gold medal at the Grand Prix I was seriously contemplating my life, wondering what was next for me. I knew my career as a figure skater was coming to an end as I am 28 years old now. It was a matter of time before a younger more talented skater took the gold medal from me.
Shortly after the end of the competition, I was enjoying myself at the after party – when I noticed him. I knew of him, and had watched him perform in the tournament in which he came last. But this was the first time that I had noticed him – his perfect, blackish brown hair accompanied by those soft brown eyes. The only problem was that he looked so down after coming last, so I decided to sashay up to him and try to cheer him up.
I was only making small talk with him, but he turned around sharply and said to me "How can you be the most amazing figure skater of all time, and what do I need to do to be at your level? I've been skating for years, but this is the first time I've ever come close to winning – and I – I lost to you." He then continued "I've been a fan of yours since I was young and wanted to become like you. I trained and trained so hard and put as much effort into my performance as I could, but every time I compete in front of an audience I let my nerves get the better of me...".
It was the first time someone had said something like this to me. I was so flustered, my only response was to hug him tightly. In that moment, I realised I had been so focused on my career that I had neglected any sort of human interaction at all. Yuuri hadn't been expecting this and started to cry, I think it was out of relief more than anything. Anyway, after our hug had ended and Yuuri had stopped bawling like a baby we got talking about more interesting topics like my pet pooch, Makkachin.
We quickly became friends and I bought him a drink, I think maybe he'd already had enough but me being me, obviously I gave him more ha-ha! Maybe that wasn't the best idea, he can't handle being intoxicated much. How was I supposed to know? He had become a handful just after 3 drinks, so much so that he was forcing the other skaters into a dance battle with him, he seemed to come alive.
I was so awestruck with Yuuri's moves and the emotion that he was putting in, I felt the blood rush up to my head from my toes. I was confused, if Yuuri had ice skated this well in his performance it would have put him in second place if not first. So why hadn't he? It suddenly hit me, he had major confidence issues which were preventing him from skating to his full potential – he seemed to become more confident after having a drink. I didn't dwell on it too much back then, I wanted to let my hair down and dance until the morning came without a care in the world. The more that I danced and interacted with Yuuri the more I became to like him. We all even started stripping at one point and pole-dancing – it was the most fun I'd had in a long time. I felt so content, I hadn't wanted that night to end. I think it was then when I first realised I had a crush on Yuuri.
