Hey guys! So this update is a little late just cause I had some stuff to do yesterday. But its here anyway! I know a bunch of people were upset over how Victor reacted to Yuuri but I promise I'll make it up to you! Thanks for continuing to support this fic and as always, please review and let me know if you're enjoying it!
Happy reading,
-Cass
Victor walked away from the table, having to mentally remind himself not to run.
But he had to get away, he couldn't sit there at that table anymore. He couldn't sit there and see how beautiful Yuuri looked. He couldn't sit there and listen to the beautiful sound of his voice. If he had sat there any longer, he wasn't sure he could have stopped himself from throwing himself across the table and pressing his lips to the prince's. That suit was doing something to him.
So he strode away from the table, knowing that if he stayed there any longer all of the reasons he had thought up that day about why continuing this thing with Yuuri was a bad decision would be out the window. A minute longer sitting there and seeing him with his hair slicked back and he would have given up his kingdom just for one kiss.
The people watched unabashedly as he walked towards the patio at the back of the hall. He could hear them whispering but he didn't really care. None of the rumors they could be coming up with could be any worse that what they would be saying if he had lost his control at that table.
He had to get some air, had to get away from the eyes and the whispers and the beautiful mermen with slicked back hair. The door to the patio swung open easily, slamming against the wall and making the hall go quiet for a few seconds. Throwing a slightly apologetic glance over his shoulder to the other guests, he walked into the still night air. The stars glittered against the dark sky and they felt as far away as Victor felt from who he had been before coming down to Earth.
He had never been this reckless. Sure he'd snuck away from the palace to go hang with his few friends every once in a while, but he'd never done anything that he could get into serious trouble for. If the idea of losing his title wasn't scary enough, the idea of facing his father after doing something dishonoring was enough to put a stop to any other antics Victor could have gotten up to.
Looking up at the stars, he ran a hand through his hair and tugged at the ends of it. Even now, even knowing all he stood to lose, the idea of never seeing Yuuri again made his heart contract. He shouldn't want to see him, shouldn't want to risk seeing him. He should stay as far away from Prince Yuuri Katsuki as possible.
But all he wanted to do was march right up to that table and kiss him as hard as he could. Damn whoever would see and damn the gossip it would cause.
The patio door opened and Victor turned to see Chris emerge, his pressed white suit seeming to gleam in the dim porch outside lights. He walked to where Victor was leaning against the railing. Chris stood in silence, his hands in his pockets and his head turned to the sky. They stood like that for a while, though Victor couldn't say if it was a few minutes or a few hours. When he finally broke the silence, the angel's voice was so quiet Victor almost didn't hear it.
"You're falling for him aren't you?"
Victor turned to him, his mouth slightly open, though he wasn't sure if it was in surprise or the beginning of a protest. He couldn't find the words though to either confirm or deny the statement. He didn't truly know himself. Is this what falling for someone felt like? This confusion and warmth and fear?
"It's ok if you are. I wouldn't tell anyone." Chris said quietly. He was uncharacteristically quiet and subdued, his eyes still trained on the night sky. Victor wondered what he should say, if anything would make any sense to Chris when it didn't even make sense to Victor himself.
"Thank you."
It was the only thing he could say. The only fully truthful thing he could come up with. Chris nodded silently and looked at Victor, his eyebrows furrowed as if he was debating saying something. Victor nodded, indicating he was listening.
"Well," He rubbed one hand across his face, "I don't know if I could get in big trouble for suggesting this, but I guess you can't snitch on me at this point." He let out a short laugh. "But we're only here a few more days. What could it hurt just to let yourself have some fun?"
"What would I do if it got back to my father? You know he'd banish me without a second thought. He doesn't tolerate same sex relationships between angels, do you know how furious he'd be if he found out I was in one with someone who wasn't even the same species?" Chris nodded slowly and shrugged.
"I guess you're right." Chris turned back towards the door. "I hope things can be different when you're king though. You shouldn't have to fear banishment for something you can't help."
And with that, he was letting the door shut behind him and Victor was alone again.
Yuuri sat at the table as JJ babbled about some Canadian thing that he didn't have a chance of understanding. It was some sort of sticky substance that they put on these things called 'pancakes'. Yuuri could barely understand Russian land food, how was he expected to understand Canadian? He had tuned out a few minutes into JJ's description and had been staring at the door Victor had disappeared through, wondering if the angel prince would reappear. He had seen the other angel follow after Victor a few minutes after.
Yuuri wasn't prone to jealousy. If he was being honest he'd never really had anything, or anyone, to be jealous over. As a prince he'd never wanted for anything. But he couldn't stop himself from wondering what those two were doing out there. Was the other angel boy the reason for Victor's cold attitude tonight? Had he suddenly realized that he couldn't possibly want Yuuri when he had another beautiful angel there?
Yuuri stood up and downed his third glass of whatever bubbly liquid had been placed before him. He thought JJ had referred to it as 'champagne' but he wasn't sure. The liquid was cool but it felt weirdly warm sliding down his throat. Yurio looked up at Yuuri and watched the merman chug the remnants of his glass with a smirk.
"Did your angel boy find someone better to occupy his time?" Yuuri ignored the vampire as JJ looked confusedly between the two. Yuuri had to know what was happening outside.
He strode over to the door, trying to ignore the people whose eyes were tracking his every move. He made eye contact with Sara who was currently sitting pretty close to the pretty vampire girl. She gave him a thumbs up and then non-discretely pointed at the girl next to her while raising her eyebrows.
Yuuri reached for the handle right as the door was pulled open. He came face to face with the other angel. They surveyed each other silently while he shut the door behind him. Chris' eyes traveled across Yuuri's face, searching for something. He must have found it because he gave the merman a small smile and a slight nod of his head. He brushed past him and Yuuri found himself staring at the door.
What would he find out on the patio? Would he find the Victor of yesterday, beautiful and warm? Or would he find the Victor of tonight, someone as cold and hard as he was always told angels were?
He took a deep breath and pushed the door open, making sure to hold onto the handle so as not to let it swing into the wall. He already had enough eyes tracking his every movement, he didn't need to make a bigger spectacle on his way out.
Victor was facing away from the door, his elbows leaning on the metal railing that surrounded the patio. His head was tilted up as if he was staring at the stars. Yuuri stood quietly, wanting to study Victor in the quiet of the night. Out here he was more of the Victor he'd come to know in the past few days. The dim lighting softened his features, even with the harsh white suit he was wearing. His silvery hair danced slightly in the wind and Victor stood so still that Yuuri wondered if he was even breathing. Yuuri knew it was dramatic, but he really couldn't think of a more beautiful picture. He looked like a painting and the dark haired prince could understand why humans had thought these creatures were heaven sent.
"Chris I already told you I…" Victor turned, stopping midsentence when he realized it wasn't the angel standing behind him. His mouth hung open and Yuuri could tell that this time he actually wasn't breathing.
"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have come out here." Yuuri mumbled, turning and placing his hand on the door handle. He stilled, his blood suddenly thrumming in his veins. "Actually, I'm not sorry." He turned back to the still not breathing angel. "You don't get to kiss me and then act like we've never even spoken." He crossed his arms to hide the shaking of his hands. He was never one for confrontation but something was giving him a little extra confidence tonight.
Victor looked at him, still open mouthed, and didn't say anything. Yuuri vaguely wondered if angels could go this long without taking a breath.
"Well? Are you going to tell me why you're acting like such an ass tonight?"
The angel finally closed his mouth and sucked a large breath in through his nose. A part of Yuuri was relieved to see it. Victor ran a hand through his hair, and from the looks of it he'd been doing that a lot tonight. He took another deep breath and turned away from Yuuri, turned his face back towards the stars.
"I shouldn't kiss you Yuuri. I shouldn't even want to kiss you. All my life I've been told how wrong that is. You're not an angel and you're not a girl." Yuuri stayed silent, sensing that Victor was trying very hard to find the words to explain his behavior. "There's nothing about you that I'm supposed to like or be attracted to and I've been trying very hard tonight to convince myself that this….this…whatever this is, that it's just something that's going to pass."
He turned back to Yuuri, and the merman could see his eyes glimmering with unshed tears. He wanted to close the distance between them and take Victor into his arms, to comfort him, to hold him, to just show him that he was there. But he knew he needed to let Victor decide.
"But then I see you in that damn suit and I wonder if I even want this to pass." He held his hands up in a gesture of helplessness before letting them fall to his side. He let out a humorless chuckle and finally made eye contact with Yuuri. The merman let a small smile play on his lips, hoping it would convey some sort of positive message to the angel. Victor's mouth popped open again and Yuuri wondered if all this not breathing was good for him.
"Damn it all." Victor growled before quickly closing the distance between them. It was only seconds before his fingers were tangled in Yuuri's hair and he was pushing him against the brick wall of the hotel. Their lips pressed together, hot and searching. Yuuri let his hands slide up Victor's back, feeling the ridges where his wings retracted into his back. Victor shuttered against him, pressing himself further into Yuuri. Victor's breath was coming fast and shallow as he continued to kiss him and a voice in the back of Yuuri's brain wondered if he should be making sure the light haired boy was getting air.
Victor continued to kiss Yuuri, his body pressing Yuuri's back into the rough brick wall, though the latter boy certainly couldn't feel it at the moment. The angel's hands yanked at Yuuri's dress shirt, trying to get it untucked from his pants. He finally freed it and his hands slid underneath the fabric to roam the planes of Yuuri's stomach.
Yuuri pulled away slightly, as far as he could with Victor in front of him and a wall behind him
"I don't know much about breathing, but I'm not sure you're doing too great." He mumbled around Victor's lips that were attempting to reclaim his.
"I'm fine." Victor groaned.
And promptly passed out.
Sorry it's a little shorter this time, I needed to get some things out of the way before I can do what I'm planning for next chapter. Hopefully you liked it anyway and maybe you'll even leave me a comment? Thanks for reading!
