Harry Potter One Shots :)

20. "Fine" Viktor Pt. 2

So I thought it was overdue and I really liked that one and I wanted it to end well so enjoy.
The first part was requested by: perpetually_dreaming
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VIKTOR'S POV:
Why. Why did she have to do this? He thought.

He watched you leave. He watched your taxi drive away. He watched the love of his life leave.

"I'm sorry." He hated those words now.  He would never trust a soul again.

At the height of his career, with a perfect house, a fast car,  a storybook life, he picked up a drink to forget the only thing he actually needed.

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He drank. And drank. And drank. Till he felt numb, till the pain, and the heartache was just a mere twinge of pain in his heart.

I could make it so no one could take advantage of me again. His half sober brain pondered.

He got semi-dressed, and got to his car starting the engine. He drove the 3 hours it took to get to his bank and his financial advisor. The half drunk, half dressed, Russian celebrity lazily knocked on the door of his financial advisors door.

Loud shuffling and flipping of light switches was heard behind the closed door. Viktor knocked again.

" I'm coming. I'm coming."  He heard his old friend say.

The door swung open to reveal a startled, sleep deprived individual, in his late 20s.

"Vik? What are you doing here at this hour?" He rubbed his tired eyes. "The kids are asleep, and Jenny is furious, get on with it mate." He said complaining about his wife and kids.

"Iii want to transss-transferrr all my moneyyy to any Russiannnn orphanage." He nodded slightly at the end of his sentence. His friend widened his eyes.

"Uhhhh- have you been drinking? Where's Y/n? I thought she made you go sober." Little did he know that was not the thing to his already enraged friend.

" Yeah well she's a fake so i shouldn't have listened to anything she said." His friend sighed grabbing his coat and keys.

"Wa- whaat aree you doingg?" His anger dying and the buzz starting to seep back in.

"First i'm gonna scare you sober. Then I'm taking you to the airport." He said dragging Viktor to his car, quickly telling his wife he'd be back by morning.

As the engine hummed and the tires started rolling, Viktor started talking.

"Where areee weee- never mind iii know... buttt whyyyy?" The tired man yawned chuckling.

"Going to. Get your girl."

Y/N'S POV:

And there you sat in the airport lobby, at 2 am, crying your heart out. You had missed your plane and was so tired, but all you cared about was that you had just left your love behind. Forever.

You had texted Jenny  everything and she understood offering her condolences. It was of little consolation though.

"Ma'am we only close for a couple hours a night. Sadly, this is one of those times." A flight attendant had keys in her hand, leaning down to your level offering had for you to stand up from your seat. You took her hand, wiping your tears.

"I'm sorry I'm a mess." You said chuckling.

"It's alright. Surprisingly, working at an airport you see this a lot." She laughed along. It was nice, laughing. You hadn't laughed since the conversation you had had with Viktor before your lat conversation.

"You know i actually just got radioed that there was a strange soaking wet man in the lobby trying to buy a flight to america at 2 am." She helped you with your bags. You narrowed your eyes.

"America? Where exactly?" She turned towards you as you were walking.

"I could radio and ask i bet he's still there. I'll see." She pulled out a small radio and turned it on.

"Mike? Do you copy?" She asked.

"Yeah, what?" A muffled voice came over the speaker.

"Is that Russian still there?" You whipped your head towards her. Russian... you thought.

"Yeah he's super annoying he keeps trying to get to DC." He answered.

"K, thanks. Over." She put away the radio. You took your bags from her.

"I gotta go! Where is the front desk?" You yelled as you started running right.

"Wrong way!" She called as you switched directions and slid down the hall. You wiped your eyes as you ran and fixed your hair.

You rounded the corner to see a panting, and near soaking Viktor. Behind him, Nicolas, his friend and financial advisor stood in his robe slumped on the wall..

Oh no. You thought. You saw Viktor's bloodshot eyes. He was drinking. And Nicolas must've scared him sober with ice water, a trick you had taught him.

"Viktor?! What are doing? And whyyy were you drinking??" He snapped his head towards you. He breathed a sigh of relief. Then anger, panic, and confusion crossed his expression.

"What am I doing?? You're the one who should be on a plane. And why do you not have a coat on? It's - 1 degrees Celsius out there." You scoffed.

"You're actually concerned about my health right now??" You started getting mad. WHAT IS HE DOING HERE?! You thought.

"OF COURSE I AM! YOU'RE FOOLISH AND COULD GET YOURSELF KILLED!" He yelled at you.

Tears started forming in your eyes out of fury.

"WOULD THAT BE SUCH A BAD THING?! I KNOW I'M A HORRIBLE PERSON! SO THERE'S NOOO REASON AT ALL I SHOULD STILL BE ALIVE!!" For some reason this made him even madder. He got closer practically touching you.

"WHY WOULD YOU SAY THAT?! YOU DESERVE THE WORLD AND IT DOESN'T DESERVE YOU!! JUST CAUSE YOU SCREWED UP, DOESN'T MEAN THAT YOU SHOULD CEASE TO EXIST!!" You were so confused. Why did he still care about you, you were a monster.

"I DON'T KNOW!! MAYBE BECAUSE I'M STILL IN LOVE WITH YOU BUT I'M TOO AFRAID TO ADMIT IT AND HURT YOU!" He rushed forward crashing his lips on yours. The kiss was filled with passion, fury, and pent up feelings along with apologies and forgiveness. You tangled your hands in his now longer curly hair since you had first met.
He wrapped his hands around your waist.

"Excuse me, sorry this is soooo cute and oh my goodness, Viktor Krum! But we still are closing." You and Viktor pulled back gasping for breath not really caring about the squealing attendant. Staring at each other, Nick grabbed your bags and pulled you two out.

"Told you. She loves you." He said climbing into his car as you and Viktor slid into the back holding hands.

"SHUT UP!" Viktor barked at his friend from the backseat. You turned to Viktor.

"I'm sorry. I-i quit my job as soon as i got to the airport." You said trembling.

"I can think of a few ways you can make it up to me,  my love." He smirked, pulling you in for another kiss.

"I love you..." you both mumbled against each others lips.
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Sorry it's incredibly long. Hope you liked it.
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