Victuri

Snowy Weather

"Yuri, hurry up." Victor called from up stairs.

Yuri slowly walked up stairs and as he turned around Victor was in only boxers and holding up a shirt to put on. I know I shouldn't have been stunned as I had seen him naked before but the sweat from a long workout stained his skin and the sun from the windows shone against his skin giving a warm glowing look. His hair was pulled down from the heat and it was covering his perfect features. His cheekbones that sat high upon his glowing face, his jawline looked like sculptured marble on a Greek statue and oh how I wished I could caress those perfect features for he was a God that drew people towards him using his perfect everything. He clicked me back into reality asked me to get some clothes on. I asked him what we were doing tonight and I groaned. A party. "I hate parties. I hate the people there and how they make spiteful comments about the way I look and act and that I'm ga-" I was cut off as he grabbed my face gently and pulled me in for the longest kiss. He kept kissing me as he felt his way down my body to my hands then he grabbed them and pulled away from our kiss. "Who cares who you like whether it's a boy or a girl. I'll protect you." He smiled at me and gave me one last peck. I nodded and began to get changed into a grey knitted sweater, black and white gloves and jeans. I looked over at Victor once more and he was wearing almost identical things to me except he had a beanie on and it had the face and ears of a rabbit. I laughed at the immature clothing he had on until he pulled something over my head. I quickly looked into the mirror and saw that he put a panda beanie on my head and it made us both look super gay. I loved it.

I sat in the passenger seat of his car waiting for him to lock up the house and he then finished up and sat in the car. I could hear him turn the key and the car roared to a start, the head lights turned on and the sky was vast with white specs layered across the pathway of our street. I became anxious thinking about the party and what would happen if Victor or I became irresponsible while drinking, about what someone would do or say to us. He must've noticed the state I was in because he grabbed my hand and squeezed it. I looked down and squeezed back. He didn't even let go to focus on driving. We could hit a pole causing the car to slam into a pole and me and him might break our necks and back causing us to die or if we don't to just let us suffer and bleed to death. But at we'd die together.

As we pulled in I gasped at the state of the house holding the party; it was huge, the multicoloured lights flashed through the windows and tech music was blasting through the speakers. "Are you ready?" Victor asked. I shrugged. As we walked into the house I could feel all the douchebags look at me.

*For those who commented and directed me about what I should do in the next chapter dONT WORRY IM GETTING THERE I JUST WANTED TO WRITE THIS CUTE CHAPTER IM SORRY BUT SWEAR IM USING ALL THE FEEDBACK YOU GIVE ME AND IF THERE'S ANYMORW DONT HESITATE TO ASK!*