I was back at my house with Victor who was going to live with me. I opened the door to my house, and Victor grabbed my luggage and brought it inside the house with his. "Where am I going to sleep?" Victor asked, looking around in the living room.
"The guest room."
"Oh." He didn't seem surprised to hear my answer.
He walked around looking at my pictures of me and my fiancé and my foster parents. "You and your fiancé look cute together." He smiled at me. "I may never replace him, Suyin… but I'll be there to support you and try to love you even though you may not want it." He turned to look at me.
I didn't know what to say to him. I folded my arms across my chest and inhaled sharply, "I… I guess it won't be bad to have company…" I walked to the couch to sit down.
He came as well sitting down next to me. He sighed loudly, getting my attention. "Tomorrow, I have to train Yuuri with his skating skills for him to compete in competition around the world." He laid down on the couch, putting his head on my thighs.
"What are you doing?" I stared down at him as he smiled innocently at me.
"Laying on you?" He snuggled into my thighs.
"Why? You have a bed over there in that room." I pointed to his room.
"Later. Let me sleep." He said quietly, wrapping his arms around my waist with his face buried into my lower stomach.
"You big baby." I whispered, waiting for him to fall deeply asleep.
About a few hours later, I got out from his arms. I went to my room to put my clothings away into my closet. Then I went to my office, where I had fabrics folded and stacked in the shelf and my sewing area in the office. I had some work to do. I was looking through papers of designs that I made when I was on my trip and before. "Which one would people like to wear?" I pulled my hair into a bun. I chose a few designs and started to make measurements on the fabrics. I made variety of sizes, and pinned the cut out fabric to the mannequins.
"Hey, Suyin." I turned and saw Victor poking his into the room.
"Oh hey!" I said, quickly turning my head focusing on my work.
"What are you doing?" He asked, walking inside the room.
"I'm doing my work. Remember that I'm a famous fashion designer, does it ring a bell?" I waited his answer.
His mouth opened, but it wasn't the answer that I was hearing. "No. Maybe in Japan but not world wide." I was gonna stand up to playfully hit him, but I didn't want to do it since I'm a grown woman.
"Are you hungry?" I asked him.
"Yeah, I was going to make food for us to eat." He told me, touching my fabrics on the shelves.
"Don't mess them up." I warned him. "And do you know how to cook?"
"Yes I do actually. I'm twenty seven and I lived by myself in Russia." He made his statement clear to me.
"Okay, okay. I believe you." I pinned my last pin onto the fabric, and rose my hands up if I was surrendering to him.
He left me to make some food. I locked myself in my office since it stinked for my heightened sense of smell.
"Food is ready!" Victor shouted.
I opened the door to get hit by a delicious smell. "It smells good." I smiled walking into my dining room.
"Come and eat." Victor ushered me with a big smile.
"Russian borsch soup." I whispered while the food brings back memories.
"Victor, what are you eating?" I looked at him as he ate red soup or something.
"I'm eating Russian borsch soup. Do you want to try?" I shook my head immediately. The sight of it was appealing to my eyes.
"I'm good." I backed away from him and he got up from the couch coming towards me.
"Coming on. Just try." He quickly ran towards me to wrap me into a bear hug.
"V-Victor…!" I squealed.
"I love you." His chin was on top of my head as he spoke to me. "Try it and I won't force you to eat it again."
"No."
"Come on. Please just once!" He was going to keep on asking me until I oblige. .
"Fine." I tilted my head back, looking straight at him with a sweet smile. "I will eat it and that is it."
Victor let go of me and got his soup. "Open your mouth wide." I slowly opened my mouth as it started to twitch. He swiftly put it inside my mouth. It wasn't bad. It was good actually.
"It's good." I replied.
"See I told you!" He smiled like a kid.
"Do you want me to feed you?" He smiled at me trying to cover his amused face.
"No. I can eat by myself." I pulled out the chair and sat at the table.
We ate in silence, but once in awhile we would talk.
Night time has fallen, and the night was getting cold and dark. "Where will you be helping Yuuri to train at?" I asked Victor while he was unpacking his stuff.
"At that skating rink." I knew what skating rink he meant.
"Ah. Well tomorrow I have to go back to my studio and I have a meeting to go to, so I won't be home until seven." I informed him of tomorrow.
"I see," he said.
"Well, goodnight." I waved at him, turning back to the hallway to my room.
"Goodnight." I heard from him.
The next day later, I woke up and got ready to leave the house. I packed some food that didn't smell bad to me. I put on my coat last and waited at the door to look at my phone.
"Suyin," I heard Victor calling me.
"Yes?" I turned to face him.
"I hope you have a good day today." He came towards me.
"I hope you do too." I smiled sweetly at him. It felt nice for me to have someone to say goodbye to. "Well, I have to go or else I'll be late," I said to him.
"Bye," he said to me as I walked out to my car.
"Bye." I stared at him one last time before driving off.
Several hours later,
I pulled out my keys to my house. "Damn it's cold…" I shivered, as I tried to unlock the door with my cold bare hands.
"Welcome home, Suyin." I got a surprise hug at the door when I opened it.
"V-Victor!" I didn't know he'll do that. "You surprised me." I chuckled, trying to wash away the awkwardness between us as he still had his arms around me.
"Aren't you do cold?" He held my hands together with his larger hands.
"Yeah. I left my gloves at him, sadly." I noted to him.
"Then tomorrow I'll remind you."
"Okay."
He hasn't really changed.
"What's that smell?" The smell wasn't pleasant.
"Well, I-" I cut him off.
"I'm going to my room. I don't like the smell." I hurried off to my room without taking off my coat or shoes.
A few minutes later, Victor walked into my room. "Sorry. I was making some food, but maybe the smell was too strong for your nose to take in because I forgot that pregnant women have good sense of smell." He scratches his head, not knowing what to say. "Are you hungry still?"
"No, I ate at the meeting," I told him.
"You tired?" Victor stepped inside my room.
"Yeah." I lie on my bed. Victor sat at the edge of my bed.
"I'm so bored." Victor said out of nowhere.
"Try to do something then." I rolled my eyes.
"Well I guess…" he got up from my bed and headed to the door. "Goodnight."
"Night." He turned off the light of my room and I fell asleep quickly.