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When Yuuri dragged Viktor over to the nearest restaurant, it surprised him with how clueless the silverhead was really with certain things.
When Viktor pointed out Yuuri slipping his sneakers back on, Yuuri replied with, "Oh, did you lose your shoes? I can buy you some new ones."
Viktor only smiled and shook his head gently, silver locks brushing his skin. "No, that won't be necessary."
The next time Yuuri looked over his shoulder at him, his once bare feet were now wearing a pair of red Converse.
Yuuri didn't think too much of it – maybe Viktor was hiding them when they met and Yuuri didn't notice, or maybe he had tucked them away in a safe spot before.
"Table for two please," Yuuri asked the woman at front, who then bowed shortly and lead them to a private booth off to the side.
"How interesting," Viktor said softly, sitting on the seat across Yuuri. "Humans have evolved so much…"
"Hm?" Yuuri asked, distracted by the menu.
Viktor merely flashed a beaming smile. "So, Yuuri, tell me about yourself."
Sputtering and not noticing the change of subject, Yuuri shyly began to dish out some information, such as the name of his school and also his native culture.
"You go to school?" Viktor asked curiously, his chin on one hand as he stared intensely at the other teen.
"Um – yes – " Yuuri flushed. Didn't they all? Why was Viktor asking the question like he hadn't gone to get education before? "Don't you go too?"
Something flashed in Viktor's eyes, but it was too quick for Yuuri to catch. "Oh, yes~ But I'm homeschooled, and I've been meaning to transfer to public."
And so the subject of school was soon dropped, each of them instead moving on to more interesting topics.
Yuuri could find himself slowly starting to panic as their night began to end. He paid for their food, blushing whenever Viktor peered over his shoulder and stared at the dollar bills in some kind of fascination.
Yuuri wanted to spend more time with him, which was surprising considering he usually isolated himself. But something about the silverhead drew him in, and goodness it felt so wonderful to suddenly find something he desperately wanted to hold onto.
"Thank you for the evening," Viktor smiled, the two of them walking slowly down the beach and stars glittering at them throughout the night sky.
"… Are you going to leave?"
"What?"
The both of them stopped, Yuuri's eyes downcast while Viktor's own were fixed upon him.
"Are you going to leave?" Yuuri repeated, although this time his voice was a whisper and shaking.
"Yuuri – "
"Please don't." Yuuri asked simply. "You're going to leave, and I'll be alone again…"
"Yuuri,"
Yuuri hadn't even realized he was starting to cry until Viktor tilted his chin up gently, his fingers brushing away any droplets of water from his cheeks.
"Whatever came into your little piggy mind to think that I would leave, dearest Yuuri?" Viktor murmured, brows furrowed lightly as he stared at Yuuri's tears.
Somehow, the little piggy part hardly bothered Yuuri. With the way Viktor said it, it sounded… endearing, even.
"Come back tomorrow."
"Of course."
"Give me your phone number."
"I don't have one – my father and mother refused."
"Then buy one tonight."
"I will."
"… Kiss me."
There wasn't a verbal answer for that. Yuuri stared up at Viktor's eyes, his own still wet from tears and his face flushed a red that would make a tomato jealous, but he stood his feet firm. He felt confident all of a sudden, and was spouting command after command at the silverhead, who immediately responded and agreed to do as he wished.
Then surely Viktor could heed to the one thing he absolutely wanted the most?
Viktor bent down slowly, his hands still on Yuuri's face as his long silver hair acted as a curtain that secured them privacy from anyone else.
Yuuri met him halfway, tipping his face up and standing on his toes.
They both clutched each other desperately, suddenly getting addicted to the others' lips.
Yuuri couldn't help but swoon as Viktor moved his lips slowly, guiding Yuuri on how to correctly move his own.
Soon they were having a dance it seemed, lips molding against lips and fervently kissing as if the universe might fall apart if they didn't. Viktor gently nipped Yuuri's bottom lip, causing the shorter to gasp out lightly in surprise. The silverhead skillfully thrust his tongue into Yuuri's mouth, coaxing his own tongue to hesitantly entangle with Viktor's.
They were doing another dance – only this one was like a tango, fast paced and heat-inducing unlike the graceful ballet they had before.
They pulled apart, the need for air greatly increasing and causing their breath to heave as a long, thick line of saliva connected their lips still. They fixed it when Viktor gave him another quick peck.
"Tomorrow, okay?" Yuuri muttered, leaning in to Viktor's hand as he gently caressed his cheek.
"I await." Viktor said softly back.
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Yuuri managed to find his way back to the hotel, his mind still in a daze as he tried to figure out what happened.
He just made out with Viktor. He kissed a practical stranger, except he wasn't a stranger because they spent the whole night together and his heart started to beat erratically at the mere thought of the silverhead.
Yuuri could feel shivers up his spine as he touched his lips, knowing that they were severely swollen from the abuse to them that had happened only minutes prior.
Yuuri suddenly felt the blush on his face go all the way down his neck and even up to his ears.
"Auuugh!" He yelled to the night sky, skin practically steaming. "I'm so embarrassed! He totally thought I was weird!"
The young teen was practically in tears by the time he unlocked his door, shutting it behind him and then collapsing onto the bed.
"Uuugh…" Yuuri groaned, the noise muffled by the pillows.
'Bzzz,' his phone vibrated.
Slipping off his glasses and placing them on the dresser next to the bed, Yuuri reached down into his pocket and turned it on, the bright light causing him to squint as he tried to adjust.
He had gotten a new text message from an unknown number. It read: Hi Yuuri~~ It's Viktor! I got a phone like I promised!
Too blinded by excitement and red cheeks, Yuuri forgot to think about the fact of how Viktor could have possibly gotten his number if he didn't give it in the first place.
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… Okay, I swear I was going to have them kiss much later, but it just slipped out *sob*.
But yes, you get more hints of Viktor's origins, and oh Yuuri, our precious yet oblivious sinnamon roll has no clue what's going on.
Also one more thing, yes a shameless self-promo. Deal with it.
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Sorry it's short, but it's the best I can do with school breathing down my neck.
Until the next chapter!