We were born to make history (Viktor Nikiforov x Reader)

Precious

Your POV:

After Yuri left your apartment you started crying. You just couldn't held your tears back. 'Why was he here again?' After all these years you stopped thinking about him, trying to forget him, erasing your memories of him, you couldn't held them back. As the two of were a couple a few years ago you loved Viktor with all your heart and he loved you with all his heart. As the both of began to separate and broke up, you didn't really give up on your love for him. You just broke because of his and your job: ice skating. That was the reason why you broke up. Because of ice skating. You hated it. You just hated ice skating. Because of something like that the two of you had to break up. Over the years you just tried to forget about everything that happened between the both of you. Including the ice skating. That was 4 years ago when you finally stopped ice skating.

You were sitting on the ground, hugging your knees tightly. You heard a soft knock on your door. 'Yuri again? I told him to leave!' you thought. Wiping away your tears and trying to look like nothing happened you walked over to your door. "What do you want here? I told you to leave! It's also very late in the evening and you should return home. NOW!" you said angrily. No answer. "Oh, now ignoring me? Fine, but you can leave then!". Still no answer. You finally decided to open the door, only to see the face you wanted to see least of all. Viktor Nikiforov was standing right in front of you. Smiling gently at you. Your eyes widened and for some seconds you looked him deep in the eye, but then you couldn't take it anymore and shut the door right before him and locked it. You were so upset right now. 'Why was he here? At my apartment?' you thought. 

"Long time no see, (Y/N)!" he said with a husky voice. "You don't have to open the door if you don't want to. I can understand why you hid yourself from me. I actually did the same."

"But I..."