Hello everyone, well I'm back from Disneyland now (not overly happy about that but we have to do the adult thing) anyway have some more of Chris not dealing with his feelings :D hope you enjoy
"I need help!" Chris yelps as soon as Viktor has the door open.
"Evening," Viktor says stepping aside so that Chris can enter. "Why do you need help?" he asks as he closes the door behind him.
"I just..." Chris scrambles for the right words. "I fucked up?"
"Is this a wine fucked up, a gin fucked up or a whiskey fucked up?" Viktor asks as he leads Chris into his living room.
"This is a throw it all in a glass and I'll drink it fucked up," Chris replies.
"Oh my god!" Viktor cries as he pours a double measure of whiskey for Chris and one for himself. "What did you do?"
"I fucked up!"
"Yeah I got that, how?"
"I had sex with Phichit!"
"I thought that was the plan," Viktor says after a pause.
"It was but then I did it again," Chris says placing a hand over his eyes.
"Wow, he that good?" Viktor asks grinning.
"He's fucking amazing," Chris groans, "but not just like that."
Viktor hands him a drink and he downs the whole thing in one go. "Okay so do you want to elaborate on that?"
Chris sighs. "I mean yeah he does feel amazing in bed but he's also fun and sweet and gorgeous and he's in my head constantly."
"And that's a problem?" Viktor asks.
"Yes," Chris replies incredulously. "I'm supposed to be preparing him for the world of dating not fucking falling for him myself!"
"Do you think you are?" Viktor asks after he lets that hang in the air for a minute.
Chris groans again. "I have no idea! I mean whenever I think about him I get this odd feeling in my chest."
"Yes that's called love," Viktor teases. "Or it could be indigestion."
"And do you know what I did after we had sex?"
"Please say it wasn't come over here and talk to me."
"I fucking stayed!" Chris cries. "I stayed over, we ordered take out and we just spent the rest of the evening together."
"And after that?" Viktor asks although he thinks he can guess where this is going.
"I stayed the night," Chris groans putting his head in his hands. "I stayed the night! I can't even remember the last time I stayed the night after fucking someone."
"Did you have sex again?"
"No," Chris replies shaking his head. "We just fell asleep and in the morning he had to rush off because he got called in to work for some kind of emergency."
"I thought you said he worked in IT," Viktor says looking confused.
"And of course," Chris continues as if he hadn't spoken, "like a colossal idiot I didn't talk to him about any of this. We just carried on as normal."
"Do you think he wanted to talk about it?" Viktor asks.
"I don't know," Chris sighs. "Maybe we were both avoiding it but now I can't get him out of my head. I have no idea what I'm supposed to do about this. I don't know how I can make this better."
"Well I don't want to say I told you so," Viktor chuckles.
Chris glares at him. "Shut up."
"I'm sorry it's just I told you that this would happen."
"I said shut up."
"Okay, okay," Viktor laughs putting his hands up in defence. "No saying I told you so."
"How would that be in any way helpful?" Chris asks fixing him with his most unimpressed look.
Viktor shrugs. "It would make me happy."
"Why are we friends?" Chris asks.
"Because you love me."
"If you say so." Chris sighs and shakes his head. "Talk to me about something else so I don't have to think about what a colossal tool I am."
"Running from your problems," Viktor observes. "Nice, mature."
"I swear to god Vitya."
"Okay." Viktor's not stupid, he knows when to back off with the teasing and this is definitely one of those times. "Well, changing the subject slightly but not that much, while you've been helping sad, lonely losers get dates and dealing with your existential crisis I have stopped being one."
"A sad, lonely loser or an existential crisis?" Chris asks, desperate to get a few of his own jabs in there.
"I met someone," Viktor says, a smile beginning to tug at the corners of his lips.
"Oh?" Chris asks, immediately pouncing on the first thing that means he doesn't have to think about Phichit. "And who is this brave man who has captured your heart."
"Well you know I've been going skating a lot recently," Viktor begins, an adorable blush dusting his cheeks.
"Ah so it's ice skating boy," Chris says with a wicked grin. "I thought he was in a relationship you sly dog."
"He was. They broke up," Vitkor says.
"And you, like the knight in shinning armour you are have swooped in to save him from his loneliness," Chris offers.
"Something like that," Viktor laughs. "Seriously though he's amazing. He's smart, funny, absolutely beautiful. I mean he's got some self esteem issues that are pretty deep rooted but he's just perfect. I've never met anyone like him before."
"You seem happy," Chris says smiling fondly at Viktor.
"I am."
"Good."
"Do you ever think about dating again?" Viktor asks after a pause.
"What do you mean?" Chris asks although he knows exactly where Viktor is going to go with this. He always does. Every so often he seems to think that Chris is unhappy being on his own with the cat and needs to find himself a boyfriend. Chris is perfectly happy being on his own with the cat and has no desire to change that. But the more he thinks about that the more Phichit begins to creep into his thoughts. The time they've spent together, especially in recent weeks, has been amazing and it would be kind of nice to have that more often. He can't though. Phichit it still his client (despite how unprofessional he has been acting) and he still has a job to do which doesn't include looking out for his own interests.
"I mean do you ever think about maybe trying to date again?" Viktor asks. "It's been a while since your last guy and this Phichit seems nice."
"We are not talking about this," Chris states with an air of finality that says the conversation is over and that they're done talking about him.
"Okay fine," Viktor relents. "I'll stop but just think about it. At some point you've got to think about your own happiness as well as everyone else's."
"Okay, I'll think about it," Chris promises knowing full well that he's going to spend ample amounts of time thinking about it and not coming to any kind of decision.
