"'Cause I don't fucking care, at all."
The water on my blisters hurt like hell. But I guess it's what I deserve.
The locker room door opened and closed. Footsteps approached me. Wasn't Yuuri. These footsteps were confident.
"Heard what you did." Viktor spoke into the quietness. I didn't reply.
"Why exactly would you go that far though?" Viktor questioned.
"He's my friend." I answered.
"Those punches said otherwise." Viktor said. I bit my lip and turned the water off. Keep your head down.
"What are you implying?" I asked.
"You're in love with him." Viktor responded.
I looked up and met Viktor's eyes. The drops of water were the only sound in the locker room. Viktor smiled and walked away.