The Path to Victurri (UNDER HEAVY EDITING)

Chapter 5

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YPOV

Victor dreams about me? What am I supposed to say? It's kind of creepy but cute at the same time. I think. "Uh, should I be flattered? Because, from my point of view at least, it looked like you were having a nightmare.." When he turned his head to look at me, I was shocked into silence; he was crying. Victor was crying. "Victor? What-"

He cut me off, and took a shaky breath, "I do dream about you. Every night. But..." He trailed off and started bawling into my shirt again.

I spoke quietly, and gently, in hopes of comforting him a little bit. "Victor... It's ok they're just dreams."

He shook his head but started talking again, "They just feel so real... I don't want to loose you..." He said before breaking down into sobs again.

"Victor, it's ok just tell me what you dream about. It will help, I promise." He just buried his face deeper in my shirt and shook his head again. "Victor.." He shook his head faster,

"No.. I-I can't... I can't do it Yuri!"

I pulled back a little, and spoke in the calmest voice I could manage, "Victor, please. Nothing will get better if you don't tell someone. Please tell me." I suppose that worked he didn't make any moves to look me in the eyes, but he did tell me–not without a few breakdowns in the middle of speaking of course.

I was left pretty close to speechless when he finished, maybe I should have left this subject alone.

VPOV

Yuri wasn't saying anything, and I was too much of a wimp to look him in the eyes, but luckily, I don't think he's mad at me. "Oh... Victor! I'm so sorry! No one should have to go through that alone! Are you ok?"

I felt my lips start to tremble, as he placed his hand under my chin to move my face up. "I love you, Victor. Please don't ever doubt that, ok?"

I nodded, afraid that if I tried to speak I would just start crying again. But I surprised myself. When I spoke my voice didn't waver at all, "I'm sorry, Yuri. I'm the worst boyfriend ever."

Yuri gave me a small half smile, "well maybe, but you have helped me so much. Don't beat yourself for that, Victor. And I really do love you, alright?"

I couldn't think of anything better to do so I pulled myself up and pressed my lips to Yuri's. He instantly responded; almost out of habit I think. When Yuri pulled back for air, he was blushing a bit, it was so adorable! I forgot completely about any worries I had—or bad dreams for that matter–all I need is Yuri.

YPOV

I'm going to take a wild guess and assume that Victor felt better now. It looked like some color had returned to his cheeks, and he seemed a little bit happier. "So, are you felling better then?" I asked. He smiled and noddd his head yes.

"Yes, I guess you have to be right sometimes." He checked the clock, to see what time it was—I think—and said, "Yuri? I know it's a weird time and everything, but will you go on a date with me?" I smiled, even in the hardest times, he could still manage to be happy somehow.

"Of course! Where do you want to go?" I asked with a tiny smile.

He pretended to think for a moment and then said, "how about we go ice skating? It's been a while..." We shared a knowing smile, and, of course, I nodded my head yes.

VPOV

We quickly got dressed, so we wouldn't loose to much time on our date. When we got to the rink, the sun was already setting, so we didn't have too much time to be here. That's a shame... oh well. We walked in holding hands, saying 'hi' to Yuuko who just stared at us, like we were an exhibit at a zoo, with an open mouth. I smiled inwardly as we made our way to the locker room where we kept our skates. We talked about happy thing as we put on our skates, and when we were done, we made our way to the ice. Yuri went, as fast as you possibly can when trying to walk on ice skates, to the ice. He skated around the rink about seven times before he noticed that I was sitting on the bench watching him, and laughing at his expressions.

"Hey, Victor! What are you doing?! Come skate with me!" He yelled. I smiled, got up, and skated over to him.

"Ok! Ok! Calm down, I'm just watching you! Are you happy to skate again?" I asked taking his pale hands in mine.

"Well, of course! It's been too long since we've skated together. Or skated at all for that matter!" He replied.

I laughed and replied, "yeah, I guess your right." I said trailing off.

Then, almost without even thinking about it, I dropped down on to one knee, and pulled out a small, black-velvet box from my pocket, and said, "Yuri, I love you with all my heart.. and it would mean the entire world to me if... you would marry me?" I felt my face turn bright red, of course, and for a moment Yuri just stared at me, dumbfounded.

'Oh Jesus he's going to say no! Crap, crap, crap, crap.'

"Yes." That was all I needed to hear, "oh my God! Victor yes! Of course I will marry you!!" I let out a breath of relief and got up, before Yuri tackled me in a hug and we fell to the ground, laughing.

YPOV

Oh. My. God! I'm getting married!! To Victor! I was so excited that I tackled him in a hug and kissed every inch of his beautiful face, all while laughing in between. As our laughter died down, Victor pulled me up, and presented me the ring.

He smiled sheepishly, and asked, "d-do you like it?" His face turned even redder just asking the question; so cute!

"Of course!! I love it Victor!!!" Oh God how was I supposed to tell my parents? I'm gay, had a boyfriend, my coach was my boyfriend, and now he's my fiancé! What am I supposed to tell them?