cold cold // yuri!!! on ice

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cold...

you didn't even hesitate. were you truly so desperate?

or could you feel as i did, the crack of tension in the air as the words left my lips? for it wasn't two moments after that you were kneeling in front of me, hands inches from my red face. it was like you were afraid to touch something already so broken; no telling what will make it fall apart.

his voice, so fragile and weak, muttered my name. i craved to collapse into him, absorb in the heat of his body. i'm just so cold...

then he was tracing the line of my hands, delicate fingers running over the bandaging strung tight. the understanding was so quick; soon his fingertips moved to the sides of my neck. palms caressed my cheeks, a voice tender as newly bloomed flowers chasing me out of the dark.

"is it you? really, really you? it's been so long... i'm so sorry i didn't find you sooner..."

my fists gripped the front of his shirt, head edging down towards his chest. here my soulmate was, apologizing for the disturbance i had caused.

i avoided you, Victor. it's my fault, all mine.

strong arms enveloped me, bringing me closer. warmth the strength of fire washed over my shaking form, calming the calamity in my soul. his chin rested on the top of my head, droplets of pain raining down on my scalp.

"i don't even know you, but oh, how i missed you."

he was breaking just like i. his chest rattled with sobs as tremors overtook his body, making us both tremble. i grabbed on harder, pressing my face further into the fabric of his sweater.

his cologne was different, foreign, new to me.

it smelled like home.

on and on we sat, losing our minds and holding each other as close as reality would let us, 1:00am in the middle of a run down bar in japan. my soul ached no longer, and the burning in my wrist had gone, off like a light.

oh, Victor, what have you done to me?

without much warning, he began to laugh, a sound resonating from deep in his chest that made me press myself ever closer to him. our tears had ceased at last.

"i'm really glad i left my coat here after all. ."