Pairings: Viktor/Yuuri
Warnings: AU Universe. Omegaverse. Non-canon. Dubious consent. Forced bonding
Disclaimer: I do not own Yuri on Ice or any of the characters, but the OC characters belongs to me
Chapter Five: True Mates
Celestino Cialdini had never really seem intimidating to Viktor before—though the man did get quite annoyed with him over a year ago when he had distracted and distressed Katsuki Yuuri so much to the point that he'd almost missed getting bronze at last year's GPF Finals.
But at this moment, Viktor can't help but feel quite small in the face of his intense glare. And an equally angry Mickey Crispino standing next to Celestino didn't help any matters, ready to defend and fight for his omega friend's honour.
"Vitya, you didn't…?" Mila whispered with horror, hands covering her mouth.
A pained gasp from the unconscious Yuuri caught their attention just then, and as one, all eyes swivelled towards the unconscious omega in Viktor's arms.
"We don't have time for this. I need to get Mr Katsuki to the infirmary." The ISU medic with Celestino said firmly. "You can wait outside as I finish examining him."
Celestino said nothing to refute the words even as he took his unconscious student from Viktor, with the Russian legend letting out a growl as his mate was taken from him, and Celestino glared back at him.
This is what the Italian coach was worried about when Viktor had started staring at his omega student a little too long for his liking since their first time competing together on the same ice after Yuuri had returned after his ankle injury.
"You're going to have a lot of explaining to do, Nikiforov." Mickey growled, getting into the taller Russian's face and snarling at him.
"Mickey, come on. Yuuri needs us more now." Sara urged, tugging at her brother's arm to follow Celestino and the ISU medic, though she shot Viktor a glare as well. "Come on."
"…Viktor, please tell me you didn't do what I think you did." Yakov growled half-an-hour later as all of them gathered in the waiting room outside the infirmary even as the ISU medic was quick to rush Yuuri into the infirmary.
Following that, the medic was then quick to kick all of them out—Celestino even, despite the Italian coach's protests, even as the medic got ready to give Yuuri a quick examination. Celestino did however whisper to the ISU medic to give Yuuri a through check-up—a hint that the medic got immediately, and he had gone white and then green in the face at that.
As a certified paramedic before he had became an ISU medic, the man had examined and had seen his share of raped omegas. It isn't something that he likes seeing. It is why he had even switched jobs to become an ISU medic to begin with.
Viktor was unusually silent with Yakov's question, with his hands shoved deep into his pockets and staring at the floor beneath his shoes as if seeing something fascinating there.
"Oy! Viktor!" Yuri Plisetsky finally lost patience, grabbing Viktor's arm, and forced the older man to look down at the younger and shorter teenager. The young alpha was red in the face with anger—same as nearly everyone in the waiting room. "Tell me you didn't do what I think you did!" The teenager almost shouted.
Everyone could smell Viktor's scent all over the Japanese omega earlier and vice-versa. Their scents were so intersected together with each other that it is almost impossible to tell the scents apart. Yuri might be young and had just presented barely six months earlier, but even he had sat in enough biology classes to know what that had meant.
The older skaters and the two coaches with him for one knew that such a thing will only happen if an alpha and omega have slept with each other—if they have sex—if their bodies have bonded together in such a way that their scents have basically melded together.
Mickey was the next to confront Viktor, grabbing the Russian by the front of his jacket, extremely red in the face with anger. "Answer me." The Italian skater almost growled. "…Did you sleep with Yuuri? Did you force yourself on him? Did you rape him?"
Mickey looks ready to punch Viktor in the face if he should so much as twitch wrong, something that made Sara worried, and she tugged at her brother's sleeve. "Mickey, don't hit him." She warned. "You'll get suspended from skating next season if you do. Yuuri wouldn't want that."
"So be it!" Mickey snarled. "I'll gladly face suspension or even expulsion from the ISU if this bastard truly did rape Yuuri! Now answer me." He growled, his alpha instincts coming to the fore. "Did. You. Rape. Yuuri?"
Finally, Viktor managed to raise his eyes to look at the angry Mickey in the eye. And it seems to him that nearly every single person in the room is staring at him with accusatory stares—even Yakov. And for some reason, it hurts.
"…I didn't rape him." Viktor said at last. "But yes. I did sleep with him."
Viktor barely saw Mickey's fist flying towards his face, and he just managed to move his head fast enough to avoid the punch, thus causing Mickey's fist to crash against the wall next to his head.
"How is that any different from rape, you asshole?" Mickey snarled, going so red in the face that Celestino is almost worried for the Italian skater's heart. The older man is however pleased that Mickey is so protective over Yuuri—and here he was worried in the beginning when Mickey and Yuuri have first became friends.
The doors to the infirmary opened just then, and the ISU medic stepped out with a frown on his face and also stripping the latex gloves from his hands, disposing them in the trash can next to the doors.
"This might not be a hospital, but I'll have to ask you to keep your voice down." He reprimanded Mickey who flushed. The medic looked at Celestino. "Mr Cialdini, you're Mr Katsuki's coach, aren't you?"
"Yes." Celestino said at once. "How is he, doc?"
The ISU medic was silent for several moments before he glanced at a guilty looking Viktor Nikiforov, and he groaned inwardly, wondering how to explain this in a way that will not result in this entire room of people after the Russian's blood, or worse, risk this becoming an international scandal.
Things are different now than how it had been over fifty years ago. Omegas and alphas have equal rights now. And an act of an alpha forcing themselves onto an omega is seen as rape and is dealt with quite severely, no matter the country. And considering the fact that the two involved are internationally known skaters and famous ones at that, this is a nightmare in the making if not dealt with carefully!
"Doc?" Sara asked carefully, her big brown eyes worried. Beside her, her alpha brother placed an arm around the female omega to offer her some comfort. "Is Yuuri all right?"
The medic cleared his throat. "Okay. This is going to be very difficult to explain, but I need all of you to stay calm and not fly off the handle until I've finished explaining. All right?" he questioned, looking from face to face. "Mr Cialdini, you've mentioned when you've came to get me that your student has gone into heat all of a sudden, as his suppressants have mysteriously stopped working?"
Celestino nodded dumbly. "Yuuri's heats have always been regular," he said. "But it started coming in irregular intervals about a year ago. We assumed in the beginning that it's due to the stress of participating in the GPF, as the doctor has given Yuuri a clean bill of health."
"When did the irregularities begin?" The medic questioned. "Give me as close a timeframe as possible."
"A…year ago, I think?" Celestino frowned, trying to remember just when was it when Phichit had approached him with his concerns about Yuuri's heat intervals. The Japanese omega had kept a calendar that had his heats noted down after all—and it always came like clockwork on the dates that were marked. "Right…after the last GPF Finals."
"The one where Viktor won't stop staring at Yuuri?" Mila asked, glancing at Sara, as she had mentioned that to Mila last year, and that Mickey and Celestino were both pretty peeved with Viktor for making Yuuri uncomfortable. Mila remembered Yakov being quite upset with Viktor about that as well, and the coach had lectured Viktor for over an hour after the closing ceremony about showing respect to an omega.
"What's this about, doc?" Yakov questioned gruffly, glaring at his student.
"I'm trying to get the facts right here before Mr Nikiforov gets mistakenly arrested for rape—"
"What 'mistakenly'? It is rape!" The outburst surprisingly came from Yuri, and not Mickey.
"I didn't—"
"Calm down!" The ISU medic was annoyed. "I need all of you to stay calm as I explain the situation. Mr Cialdini, what grade are the suppressants that Mr Katsuki had been using?"
"He normally uses a Grade 2 or 3." Celestino answered at once. As Yuuri's coach, he knows Yuuri's health and medical history as well as the suppressants and the scent blockers that he had been using. "But at large scale tournaments, Yuuri uses a Grade 5—the strongest ones."
This is especially so for the Finals when Yuuri will be surrounded by alphas. Grade 4 suppressants and above are normally discouraged for omegas to take on a long term basis as it has several negative side effects. In the worst case scenario, it can render omegas barren. Hence, doctors and medics that are certified to hand out suppressants of Grade 4 and above monitored the usage carefully.
"Grade 5 suppressants won't stop working mysteriously all of a sudden—especially if they've certified by the ISU." Sara remarked with a frown. She should know—she's an omega as well. And much like Yuuri, she only uses Grade 5 suppressants at big scale tournaments like the GPF Finals or even the World Championships when there are alphas everywhere.
The medic nodded. "Mr Nikiforov, when did you first meet Mr Katsuki?" he enquired, and Viktor looked surprised at being addressed.
"A year ago at the last GPF Finals." Viktor answered. "There's just…something about him. I couldn't take my eyes off him. And my first thought then was 'he's my mate'."
Mickey glared at Viktor, but refrained from saying anything.
"There is a reason why the suppressants have stopped working and why Mr Katsuki has gone into heat suddenly without warning." The ISU medic explained, and everyone paid rapt attention to him. "And I think Mr Nikiforov here couldn't really help his alpha instincts—especially after having found his true mate in Mr Katsuki a year ago as he said. I'm actually surprised that he managed to control his alpha side for over a year and not gave in and went looking for his mate, or even go feral."
"What are you talking about?" Yuri Plisetsky is feeling very confused and out of his element here.
"True mates? I didn't even know that that is a thing!" Mickey gaped. "I mean, I learnt about it in school, but I thought that it's just a myth."
"Oh no, it truly exists." The ISU medic shook his head. "I've seen it happen before during my career and even back when I was a paramedic. Even if an omega is on suppressants, his heat can and will come once he senses his true alpha in the vicinity. Their bodies are telling them to bond—to mate. But unlike normal traditional bonding between an omega and alpha pair, the bond between true mates won't work and will not finalise unless both sides are willing. Nature will not allow it." The medic looked at the guilty looking Viktor Nikiforov. "I doubt that Mr Nikiforov can help his instincts—as much as Mr Katsuki can help going into heat without warning. And if that is true, Mr Nikiforov won't be held accountable for assault."
"That's not fair! Yuuri is in no state to agree to anything—"
"I've examined Mr Katsuki earlier with Mr Cialdini's request." The medic interrupted Mickey. "He is bonded. A full and complete bond. And even with normal omega and alpha pairs, a bond will not be complete if the omega isn't willing." The medic said firmly, looking from face to face, making sure that everyone present understood.
Any medic or doctor worth their salt will be able to tell if an omega is forcefully bonded or not, or they do not deserve their license. This is especially more so for paramedics or even ISU medics who are amongst the best in their field. Figure skaters face a lot of danger at potentially serious injuries on the ice, and hence, the ISU medics have to be quick and precise. And more than anyone else, ISU medics will know the international laws back to front.
"And under the international law, an alpha can't be held accountable for assault in this scenario. You will still have to pay a heavy fine, as is the law, Mr Nikiforov. And no doubt that Protective Services and probably the JSF will be keeping an eye on you. But you won't be held accountable for rape."
"I didn't even know that there is a law like that." Mila gaped.
"There is. It just isn't well-known." Yakov grunted, glaring at Viktor, but his anger is pacified now that he knows his prized student isn't one of those scumbags that will force themselves on a vulnerable omega. "It was created years and years ago when the omega protection laws were first put in place. These days, it isn't exactly well known, as true mated pairs aren't common. I only know of one true mated pair myself—my old coach and her alpha mate."
Celestino nodded. As an ISU certified coach, much like Yakov, he too knew the international laws back to front. The Italian coach is still angry with Viktor, but his anger is more or less appeased now that he knows the situation.
"Can I take Yuuri back with me, doc?" Celestino asked the medic. And seriously, Yuuri still has to skate the day after tomorrow for the FS. And knowing his student, he'll likely drag himself out onto the ice even if he has a broken leg. For an omega who is literally the walking epitome of omegan grace and etiquette, Yuuri can be very stubborn and bull-headed.
"He should be fine now. Just let him sleep it off tonight, and he'll be fine by morning." The medic reassured. "I will need Mr Katsuki to see me or another doctor tomorrow to determine if he is well enough to skate in the FS the day after tomorrow though."
"Very well—"
"Can I stay with Yuuri?" A soft voice spoke up, causing all eyes to swivel towards the speaker—Viktor Nikiforov.
Mickey bristled. "You must be insane if you think that I'll let you near Yuuri—"
Celestino held out a hand, silencing Mickey immediately who only growled. The Italian coach gave Viktor a hard stare for several moments. Like every adult present, he knows that newly mated pairs didn't like to be separated from each other. It makes them feel like a part of their soul is missing if so.
"…I'll come for Yuuri in the morning at wherever it is that you're staying." Celestino said at last. "Don't think you're off the hook yet, Nikiforov. If you ever hurt Yuuri, world champion or not, I will wring your neck. And Yuuri's best friend will likely have something in mind for you too if you ever made him cry."
Viktor gulped. "Y-Yes sir."
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The early rays of the sunlight shone down onto Yuuri's eyelids, and he cracked them opened blearily. For several moments, he was disorientated, sitting up and rubbing at his eyelids to rub the sleep out of them.
"Where am I…?" Yuuri murmured, glancing around the unmistakably posh hotel room that he is in. He looked down at his clothes only to realise that he is currently dressed in an oversized black shirt two sizes too large for him, with it slipping off his shoulder, revealing creamy bare skin. The omega then touched at his throat only to reveal that it is bandaged. "Uh…?"
He then blushed as the memories of the previous day returned to him.
Hot breath.
Skin on skin.
Viktor ravishing him.
Yuuri felt his face burn at the memory. It isn't true, right? It's just some guilty wet dream, right? Did he really—?
Click.
Yuuri looked up only to see the Viktor Nikiforov entering the room dressed in a white fluffy bathrobe, wearing a warm smile on his face. "Oh. You're up."
"Where is this?" Yuuri asked meekly.
"A hotel. In my room." Viktor answered cheerfully. "Your coach will be coming for you in an hour or two." He added to alleviate Yuuri's worries. "He just thought that it might be better for you to stay with me for the night."
"Uh…" Yuuri found it difficult to meet with Viktor's eyes. He clenched at the blankets over his knees. "Last night… Did we…?"
If it is even possible, Viktor's smile widened. "You were so cute yesterday." Viktor cooed in Yuuri's ear, causing him to blush even more. He raised Yuuri's chin with his fingers, and planted a kiss on the omega's forehead. "You're mine now."
Yuuri fidgeted. He still remembered bits and pieces of what had happened during his heat-induced frenzy. Some of it.
"I…" Yuuri looked up at Viktor meekly. "C-Can I really trust your words yesterday?" He asked meekly, and Viktor looked surprised. "You won't…hurt me…?"
Viktor's eyes softened, and he brought Yuuri to his chest, wrapping the smaller omega in his arms. Yuuri just felt so right in his arms. Like he belonged there. "I told you yesterday, didn't I?" Viktor asked, rubbing soothing circles on Yuuri's back. "I won't hurt you. And I've never thought of you as 'just an omega'. I've never once thought that. You might be an omega, but you're still you." Yuuri blinked up at Viktor, bewildered. "I like you for everything you are. I like you for who you are. You are perfect this way. You're Katsuki Yuuri. That's who you are to me. I like you for who you are. Nothing more. And nothing less."
Yuuri blushed. 'H-He doesn't have to say it like that…'
The omega then flinched as Viktor touched the bandages at the back of his neck gently. The silver haired alpha let out a sad smile as he saw the slightly pained expression on his omega's face. "Does it hurt anywhere else?" he enquired.
Yuri Plisetsky wasn't amused with Viktor's actions despite the explanation from the medic. And Viktor knew that he is going to have a lot of grovelling to do with those that are present, particularly Celestino and the Crispino twins. True mates or not, instinct or not, Viktor knew that he had done something wrong, even if Yuuri forgives him and accepts him.
Yuri Plisetsky had actually threatened to remove what makes Viktor a man if he dares to hurt the Japanese omega again, and had demanded that Viktor treats Yuuri as the precious treasure that he is, or he'll hit Viktor.
Yuuri smiled up at Viktor. "No…"
Viktor gave a small smile as he touched the skin just above the bandages at the back of Yuuri's neck. "It seems that I was in too much of a hurry," he whispered. "Sorry. I shouldn't have forced you. I should have pursued a proper courtship, as is the proper thing to do. You coach and your friend—that Italian skater looked ready to kill me yesterday."
"It's all right." Yuuri smiled up at Viktor. "I…" He looked down at his hands. "I wouldn't have accepted it if I didn't want it. It might not be done the proper way, but…" He fidgeted. "I wouldn't have it any other way."
Viktor smiled. "I'm glad," he said. And he truly is. He's glad that Yuuri—his mate doesn't hate him. He doesn't know what he'll do if he does. "Our bonding—our first encounter didn't really go well. But don't worry. I'll always be with you." Yuuri looked up at Viktor at this, confused. "It might be too rushed, but it isn't for me. I've been waiting for over a year after all." Viktor smiled tenderly at his mate, taking the smaller hand into his. "Yuuri, will you marry me?"
"Eh?"
"Maybe it's too soon. But I'm confident that I can protect you and take care of you." Viktor smiled. "Will you accept my love?"
Honestly, this isn't really how he'd envisioned asking his omega mate to marry him ever since he had first met Katsuki Yuuri a year ago at the GPF Final last year. Viktor had envisioned asking Yuuri at the seaside, complete with a bouquet and a ring. Not asking Yuuri in his hotel room at the bedside.
Yuuri was silent for several moments before he smiled tenderly, and Viktor felt his heart leap. "…I will not say no," he said at last. "But… Can you wait for me? I want to be more confident, and I want to see you prove yourself. I want my friends and family to accept you too." Viktor winced internally. Oh boy. That is going to be one interesting conversation. He highly doubts that Yuuri's family is going to be thrilled with how he had gone about the bonding. "And when that time comes, I'll give you my answer."
Viktor stared for several moments before his lips quirked into a smile. He wrapped Yuuri up into his arms, and the omega stiffened in his arms for a moment before he relaxed into Viktor's embrace. "Yes, Yuuri. I will wait for you." Viktor said. He'd waited for a long time for his mate after all. "No matter how long it gets, I will wait."
Viktor cradled Yuuri's face in his large hands before he smiled tenderly, and pressed his lips against the omega's lips. "Thank you…for accepting me."
Yuuri smiled through his tears. "Thank you."
It is going to be a long and tough road ahead, and no doubt that it is going to be riddled with troubles. But one step at a time, Viktor determined. They'll get through everything together.
He only knows one thing.
He will not leave his mate alone again.
A/N: The ending seems a little rushed to me, but as mentioned before, it is non-traditional ABO, so the 'true mates' thing might seem a little confusing. I might have a new Yuri on Ice story coming up soon, also set in the same omegaverse universe. Only this one will have Viktor going through the proper routes for a courtship and mating.
I hope that you like this story, as I definitely enjoyed writing it. Updates will be a little slow for the rest of my stories for the next two weeks as I'll be in the USA for holiday. Please read and review!