Wonder | благоговение | Viktor Nikiforov

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As usual, before dinner you were already outside with your thin tracksuit and hair tied in a high ponytail. People would wave frantically or call out to you but you kept going, only focusing on the music entering your ears.

As you were considered famous, you neither cared nor wanted all the attention. It was all Yuuri's fault anyway. Running for what felt like about an hour you had then made it to the ice rink of Hasetsu with a spare pair of keys held tightly in your grip.
Pushing the key into the keyhole and twisting, you hastily passed the front desk after locking the door behind you and went through the quiet building to change into your skates you had brought from your apartment. Tying the skates, you sat up and took a breath when you got youtube open after taking your phone from your pocket. You typed in the words that your fingers had already grown used to typing and scrolled down to see a certain skater with millions of views.

Viktor Nikiforov signature move - quadruple flip!!

You watched the two minute video, skipping to the flip and watched it a few times as you were already unlocking the small gate to the ice and stepping on. Your eyes had been analysing the video and as soon as it was seen clearly in your mind, your phone was locked and placed on the edge of the ice rink.

Admiring the darkness from the windows, you had replayed the song that had always been your 'signature' song, to put it in easy terms. The melody travelled from the phone to ease your muscles, singing along softly as the lyrics were practically inscribed in the walls of your mind.

Limping back to Yuuri's house almost made your lip bleed because of how hard you bit at it. You imagined that your head was fuming as a vein felt prominent on your forehead. The pain in your knee wasn't as bad as needing someone to assist you but you still absolutely angry with yourself.

A feeling of incompetence and defeat hit you like a tidal wave and you were trying so hard to keep the tears of frustration to yourself. On the inside that is, you'd never show that much vulnerability to anyone- you hated the thought of being pitied.

None the less the walk back to Yu-topia was troublesome but you made it just as Minako had ran in so you didn't have to bother with opening the door for yourself.

"Why is there a rumour going around that Viktor is going to be Yuuri's coach!"

Her loud voice was irritating but you could only limp past; quietly so you wouldn't get caught, and go to the living room where Yuuri had been sitting, watching a sleeping Viktor Nikiforov.

"You creep, why're you watching him sleep?"

Yuuri jumped, yelping only to shush himself quietly and turned to you with a nervous expression, an awkward smile painted on his face before noticing your look of agitation.

"[N-Name]? What happened!"

He was alarmed- that may have been an understatement but you didn't care because you didn't need the man feeling bad about it, "Nothing."

Yuuri had anticipated that answer when you brows were furrowed in anger, he sighed shakily and turned back to Viktor as Minako appeared behind you, "Yuuri, why is Viktor sleeping in one of the inn's robes?!"

Yuuri remained on the floor, eager to help you but only answering his ballet instructor, "He was in the onsen, had dinner and then fell asleep.."

"Hiroko-san.." Your voice had barely reached her when Yuuri and Minako kept talking without any regard for the man sleeping as he hugged his dog. Hiroko entered with a smile but it fell when she saw you sitting uncomfortably as your leg was laid in an awkward shape in an attempt to make it hurt less, "[Name]-chan! What happened!"

Without making eye contact you replied the same answer as you gave Yuuri, "Nothing.. Can I have some ice."

She answered since you didn't see her nodding and scattered away in a hurry to find ice for your knee, all the while a sneeze was heard as the Russian skater had woke himself up ceasing all conversation as he sat up, his robe riding off his shoulder with squinted eyes.

"Oh, he's awake." Yuuri stated the obvious as Hiroko came back in with a slightly scolding look, "Please be careful, [Name]-chan."

Eyes widening, you looked down again and nodded slowly, prompting a smile on her face before she walked away as Viktor spoke, "I'm starving."