Too cold. As an ice skater, I'm expected to be immune to this type of weather. Even I believe that I should be able to stand it sometimes, but with this bitter wind, there's no way that's possible. The microscopic flakes of snow seem to be coming down heavier with every step I take. Victor is always trying his hardest to keep me at my best, but I wouldn't start to think that he would send me out in this. Then again, it's Victor. You can't predict most things with him. As I trudge slowly, not bothering to waste my energy through this blizzard, my eyes perk up at the sight of Yu-topia Akatsuki.
I pick up my pace, only to come to a halt a few seconds later seeing how crowded the entrance was. I decided to creep around to another doorway where I could get in through Victor's room with ease. Once I finally arrived to his room, I tried to slide it open, knowing it's usually left unlocked.
"Come on, come on! Why is it locked?" I muttered, breathing into my hands. Failing to see through the frosted glass, I wiped away a small portion on the sliding door with the sleeve of my navy blue winter coat. I peered in through the small peephole I made myself. Victor was lying down on his bed, and he seems to be whistling. I lightly knocked on the door, and he squinted over suspiciously, only to smile when he saw my freezing face.
I waved sheepishly, hoping he would open the door quickly. Victor mouthed something but I couldn't make it out. Frustrated merely for a moment, his emotions changed quickly blowing me a small kiss while doing a little twirl. I rolled my eyes, and knocked on the door again. Victor eventually gave in and opened the door. Before I could even attempt to get in, he slid in, forcing me to shuffle backwards. Just as began to feel the warmth from the sweet, heavenly inside, he closed the door behind him.
"V-Victor, what are you doing?" I questioned while continuously being pushed back.
"You're cold, no? I'm just warming you up Yuri," Victor stated, his face grower more sly with every shiver my body had. My back reached the wooden fence, and I allowed my body to slink down into the snow. Victor leaned down, his face getting closer to mine. His hand was placed on my jaw, his thumb brushing against my bottom lip. All of the heat I had in my body rose to my face, and all thoughts of the freezing temperature disappeared. Victor began to rid of the space between our lips, as I sit motionless. Not that I could stop this. Not that I want to stop this. I was preparing myself for what was about to happen and let my eyelids fall down. Waiting longer than I should have, I realized nothing happened. I opened my eyes, to se Victor's lips stopped millimeters away from my own. I could feel his breath lightly touch my face.
"I-"
"I believe that should do the job," Victor cut me off. It was probably for the best since I currently can only manage to make out parts of words and letters. He helped me, pulling me up, his hand in mine. Victor then walked me inside, leaving me speechless for the rest of the night.