𝚂𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚝 𝙰𝚜 𝙷𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚎𝚗 (𝚅𝚒𝚔𝚝𝚘𝚛 𝚡 𝙼𝚊𝚕𝚎 𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛)

Chapter 24

(Woohoo, got through the first 3 days of school with only a little bit of burnout! Anyways enjoy some Y/n and Viktor fluff/slight angst in this chapter!)

"Viktor, do you want more tea? It'll help with any pain you have left." You say sweetly.

"Y/n, I want more of youuu." He smiled innocently, placing his hand on your thigh."

You turn redder by the second, "Vik, are you feeling okay?" You feel his forehead slightly worried.

"He's pretty hot, in both ways." You think.

"Are you okay?" You asked concerned. 

"Never better, why?" His face scrunches up in a funny way as he tried to figure out what you were thinking. 

"You're just warmer than usual." You admit still worried, "Oh?" He asks puzzled.

"It must be from the tea, it was a hot beverage." He concludes.

"Still, this is weird, maybe my hand's temperature measurement is off but, it still seems weird to me." You're confused.

"It's alright, whatever it is, it can't be anything serious." Viktor sighed from exhaustion, "Yep you're right, you should get some sleep right now since you're tired." "No, we, I want you here too." He pulled you down into sleeping position next to him playfully. "Okay, just for you Viktor."

"Can I?" You asked, motioning that you wanted to pull him closer, "of course darling." The words rolled off his tongue like silk. You pulled him towards your chest, being careful to not harm his leg in the process. 

"Y/n, you're warm too." He felt your forehead, "maybe we're both just warm." You laugh. Viktor wraps his arms around your waist and hugs you close, syncing your hearts, they pumped calmly together, almost like machines, perfectly in sync. Viktor laid his head onto your chest and listened to the slow breathing, your chest puffing up and down as you would breath in and exhale. 

Something about these small moments were magical to him.

Viktor Pov:

He knew he had fallen for you, harder than anyone before. 

To be fair, he hadn't had many crushes before Y/n, maybe a few small ones in childhood but, that was it.

Everything was perfect right now, Y/n, the comfort of the bed, the warmth Y/n provided him, the heavenly scent of the tea drifting in the air. 

"This is only the aftermath of the first date, he's my boyfriend." Viktor blushed at his own thoughts. 

Y/n started floating away, into the land of dreams. 

What was Y/n dreaming about? Viktor didn't know, he just knew it had to have been serene, the small smile on your face and the happy expression gave it away. Y/n being happy brought a slight shift in Viktor's expression, his lips part open into a soft smile. 

He couldn't even feel the pain that usually always bothered him, something about you changed things for him. 

Y/n nuzzled his face into Viktor's head in his sleep, a speckling of rosy pink flushed onto Viktor at the sudden movement. He listened to your heart beat and the pace of your breathing, Viktor then soon felt himself drift off into rest. 

Y/n Pov: 

"Viktor, please, don't do this, it isn't worth it." 

Y/n pleaded with the love of his life desperately. 

"Y/n, it is worth it, sometimes quick pain yields astounding results." Viktor said, stone cold. He had a grim, exhausted look. He looked more, lost. 

His tone reverberated in your body, Y/n felt his finger twitch slightly as the blood rushed to his head.

Viktor had lost the spirit Y/n had loved him for. The kind, caring, brilliant boy Y/n loved was now a shadow of his former self. 

Y/n still loved him.

Couldn't he see that?

It didn't matter to Y/n if Viktor was changed, inside he still was the same boy, the same boy he had fallen for.  In Y/n's eyes, Viktor was the same, he was still brilliantly beautiful. 

"Y/n, it's for the greater good." 

"For the greater good..." Y/n's thoughts echoed.

Surely anything other than this could save him. 

"Y/n, darling, wake up my love." An accented voice called as you felt light, peppered, kisses on your face. 

"W-what time is it Vik?" You groaned while being pulled out of sleep. 

"Time for you to get a watch." The tone suggested jokingly.

You rub your eyes and wait for your vision to clear. 

You had rested your eyes upon an angel. 

The messy bedhead, the sweater which had slipped slightly, revealing his collarbone and scattered beauty marks. His amber eyes, illuminated by the sunlight which crept through the sliver of visibly open window. 

"Like what you see darling?" He smirked.