(Yuuri's POV)
I've always admired him. The way he skated, the way he showed emotion when he did. It was true art to me. I wanted to be like him, I even kept posters of him in my room to inspire me. His name was Viktor Nikiforov. The man of my dreams. He would appear at rare occasions, taking me on dates, or saying sweet words to me. But, that was only on my dreams. I've always wondered who that blur was, and now that I'm engaged, I finally come to the conclusion that he was the man of my dreams...
We've returned from a trip we made to Barcelona. Now, we returned to Hatsetsu, booking ourselves a hotel. We had finished packing a few hours ago, then headed on to go buy ourselves lunch. Soon enough, we came back around the afternoon and made ourselves at home. We both sat in the couch and talked to each other for a while. But, sleep fell over me and I soon collapsed in Viktor's arms. I don't know what happened then, but I saw Viktor in my dreams. His voice sounded so real. He was no longer a blur...I actually saw him talking to me, smiling in delight. Honestly, I didn't know he'd be the one for me, but now that I'm engaged, I've always knew he was ever since I started talking to him. And I didn't accept it. Though, he showed me signs that he liked me back. So, I made signs back, and now...I'm in his arms, as the blur went away. All revealing a man who has always looked after me and loved me the right way...
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The Man of My Dreams
FanfictionI've always dreamed of this blur that would talk sweet things to me and take me out on dates. His voice sounded familiar, like I knew who he was, but I wasn't so sure. That's until one day, he comes by in the hot springs and greets me with a, "Hello...
