victor sat cross-legged on his bed, surrounded by unmade sheets with his silver iphone in his hands.
katsudon: name one thing that you know about me
vnikiforov: ok
vnikiforov: well
katsudon: uhuh continue
vnikiforov: you can figure skate
vnikiforov: and you are nineteen years old
katsudon: i don't mean wikipedia stuff jesus christ
katsudon: you stalking me or something?
victor felt himself flush and wriggle in embarrassment, but he only laughed at himself.
vnikiforov: well
vnikiforov: you didn't exactly pause last night to tell me your favourite food or something
katsudon: ...
katsudon: my favourite food
katsudon: is katsudon
katsudon: isn't that kind of obvious?
victor almost slapped himself in the face.
vnikiforov: alright then
vnikiforov: that was stupid
vnikiforov: wait what is katsudon
k
atsudon: the best thing
katsudon: in the world
katsudon: ever
katsudon: pork cutlet bowls
katsudon: my mother makes the best
vnikiforov: i must try this
vnikiforov: what about
vnikiforov: favourite colour?
katsudon: pastel blue/pink i can't choose
katsudon: you?
victor hadn't been expecting yuri to ask him anything about him.
vnikiforov: blue
vnikiforov: lmao idek
vnikiforov: what about your favourite tv series
katsudon: riverdale rn
vnikiforov: haha
vnikiforov: cole sprouse 🖤
katsudon: wait so
katsudon: do you only like guys
katsudon: or girls too
vnikiforov: both
vnikiforov: why choose one in particular
katsudon: ok
vnikiforov: ok?
katsudon: well how else do you want me to respond?
vnikiforov: idk
vnikiforov: anyway
vnikiforov: back to what we were doing
vnikiforov: i mean what we were discussing
vnikiforov: biggest fear?
vnikiforov: yuri?
vnikiforov: you there?
katsudon: kinda tired
katsudon: talk later x
vnikiforov: did
vnikiforov: did you just kiss me
katsudon: depends
vnikiforov: on what
katsudon: how much?
victor smiled.
ČTEŠ
M.O.N.E.Y • viktuuri ✔️
Fanfikcein which fame isn't kind to teenage celebrity victor nikiforov, and he pays a dark haired boy to make him feel less lonely. copyright @beautifulpyscho 2017 •lowercase intended• snapchat fic//dialogue//texting and a shit load of the 1975 trigger warn...
