Wonder | благоговение | Viktor Nikiforov

| seven |

"Yuuri, do you have feeling's for Minako?"

You perked up slightly, unwilling to hear the boy's answer as you leaned against the sakura tree watching both Yuuri and Viktor sit on the bench over looking Kyushu and the river. Yuuri flushed and squealed at the question, feeling uncomfortable to answer in front of his best friend and idol.

"N-No!"

Viktor caught onto your sigh of relief but you avoided his eyes and looked back to the scenery, wanting to punch Viktor on the head as he kept asking his persistent questions, "Do you have a girlfriend? Any ex-girlfriend?!"

"N-No comment!"

Giving a side glance to Yuuri, he didn't pay any attention to you and didn't care for the way you felt about his answers. Again, your insides felt heavy and your shoulders slumped so you took a little stroll towards the Hasetsu castle which was one of Kyushu's best tourist attractions, "Aww.. Let's talk about me then, let's see, my first gir-"

"St-stop!"

Viktor fell forward in defeat but turned around automatically when you weren't leaning on the tree like you previously were, he watched you silently look up at the castle, the way the breeze blew your bangs that had fallen from your messy pony tail, the pink tints on your cheeks from the cold weather. It was breath-taking, really. Your bright eyes had been watching the castle though it wasn't as amazing as it was to a tourist who came to Japan as you had grown up here.

Viktor saw the opportunity and took it, "Hey [Name]! What's that building called?!"

His smile brightened when you looked at him awkwardly after being caught daydreaming, "Uh- Wha-"

"That's Hasetsu castle, inside is a ninja house." Yuuri answered eagerly when he noticed the limelight being shot onto you, you sighed but held your breath when Viktor 'hmm'ed' and raced to you as he whipped his phone out, "Yuuri, take a picture!"

You opt to move out of the way to avoid the camera but Viktor shocked you by grabbing your shoulder to place you right in front of the camera when Yuuri was already on his knee to take the shot. You wiggled uncomfortably and Viktor noticed, perking up when he grabbed Makkachin, "Here! Hold Makkachin!"

Eagerly you had taken the large poodle into your hold and the picture was snapped, catching your attention when Viktor held you tightly into his side with an arm holding your shoulder.

Yuuri raised to hand the camera back to Viktor as he squealed, "Hasetsu Castle!" Typing in the words to post it on instagram, instantly getting hundreds, thousands of likes as he tagged you in it too.

After a good break at the castle, the four of you- including Makkachin were inside the ice rink when you ignored all of them to skate and performed the free skate that you had been choreographing ever since receiving a gold medal from the last Grand Prix. It still wasn't enough.

The paparazzi showered the two of you; Viktor and yourself with questions but you let Viktor handle them himself.

Time had past as Yuuri continued to run and lose weight so he could finally skate with Viktor. You were silent most of the time and had been skating on your own when Yuuri wasn't around otherwise you'd feel bad.

"[Name]."

The Russian called your name as you skated freely in the rink with your earphones, he got your attention making you huff and rip the plugs from your ears. He smiled further and spoke since it was only the two of you on the ice, "Show me your program for the next Grand Prix. Please."

You skated away, not looking as you spoke aloud, "I don't skate for others."

"Yes.. Only for Yuuri, right?"

You stilled and Viktor noticed though he hadn't known of the breath you held in. Your heart seemed to thump harder against your rib cage. It wasn't exactly because of his words though.. It was the tone of his voice. You heard the smile through his voice but it sounded empty and almost; maybe you were mistaken, strained.

"Yes, only him because he's so persistent." Persistent..

No words were passed around after that when the doors were opened, you could hear the yells and snapping of camera's from the paparazzi yelling for Yuuri but you became a little shocked to find two Yuuri's walk through the door.

Yuuri was smiling nervously as he rubbed his back but the other person that you had recognised as Yuri Plisetsky came to lean against the against the rink wall. Viktor kept skating while you were already off of the ice.

"Yuuri.." Gaining their attention, you stopped talking and looked away from the glare delivered by the fifteen year old, "Who ar- wait.. Aren't you [Name] [Lastname]?"

His eyes were sparkling and it seemed as if he was trying to hide a smile, "Uh- Yeah.." He frowned at your stutter but only huffed and turned back to Viktor, "What a pain in the ass.."

You glared heavily making Yuuri choke.